AHHH! The high in Tokyo today is 19¯C, 66¯F and it's freaking me out!

Let's go back. Yesterday, we had my grandfather's san-kai-ki, facing the third year since passing. It's part of the Buddhist belief that there are different milestones in the afterlife leading up to the ultimate state of peace. The ceremony was short and sweet and lunch was alright. It was nice to see family and talk about things and stuff.

In the afternoon, I went to Monica's house for an Asian Foods Extravaganza. Her neighbor's friends own a Thai restaurant in DC and they decided to cook for us while they were in town. It was fantastic, but I decided that I'm not a huge fan of Thai food. After stuffing ourselves full of kimchee, pad thai and green curry, we said our thank yous and goodbyes and walked to Roppongi Hills to see Perfume: The Story of a Murderer. It wasn't a really good movie, but it was incredibly fucking weird and I enjoyed it thoroughly. A few spoilers are in the following section, so for anyone who wants a fresh view, skip the next paragraph.

There's a giant orgy scene. It was totally unexpected and Monica started to giggle, which set me off. We got subtly scolded by the person sitting next to us, who proceeded to tell his date that the movie was really strange. The unfortunate thing was that, while he had to kill a few girls to figure out how to preserve their scent, the final method he chose would have worked perfectly well with experimental, living girls. I am just sad that Jean-Baptiste didn't live in an age of roofies and other date-rape drugs. Also, Alan Rickman says what is quite possibly the worst line of his entire career. After describing the sentence to Jean-Baptiste (getting his bones smashed with an iron rod), he says "and in your anguish, I will look into your eyes and drip my disgust into them like acid until you perish." We all shrugged and had no time to do more because BAM, there was tons of skin on the screen.

Today, I left the house fairly early to avoid the Sunday shopping rush and made some fun purchases in Shibuya. I used my Tower Records gift card on the Best of Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra (CDs are damned expensive!) and had some fun at Tokyu Hands. I went to Gaien-mae to see a small exhibit of Marc Chagall and L'Ecole de Paris, made an ass of myself, bought some Dr. Pepper, came home and had sushi for lunch.

I want to see Paprika really badly. Check out the trailer. Apparently it came out in Japan last November, but I didn't hear anything about it.

SO WARM.