Japanese Thanksgiving

So, obviously, there is no Thanksgiving in Japan. The "Thanksgiving" (yeah right) that we celebrate is strictly an American pastime. Ah, the celebration of giving false thanks to a nation of people soon destroyed by our greed, fear and idiocy... if only I could go back in time and rip off the balls of every single one of those dumb ass Pilgrims... fucking cunt-lickers. Of course now, like practically all of our current holidays, Thanksgiving is now a trademark. An excuse to kill as many goddamn turkeys as we can and devour them even faster. Go America!
Anyways, now that I'm done ranting - I always get sidetracked by involuntary angry outbursts - on with my explanation of the title. A couple of days ago I had the idea of making a Thanksgiving dinner for some of my new family members (through my brother's marriage). We spent all day cooking and it was delicious. All vegetarian, no Turkey, lot's of gravy, mashed potato's, stuffing. It was great.
And of course the damn dad had to bring some weird fish guts. *falls over*
There's Japan for ya! In a goddamn (new word of the day?) nutshell.
Bringing weird fish guts to any goddamn occasion no matter what the hell it is.

In other news, I am now a teacher! If you can believe it. Yes, I even have a student. As of today. I'm even getting paid. Wow.
What kind of teacher you ask? English you dolt. What else would I be teaching? But yeah. But no. But yeah.... but no. But yeah.
I'm helping my (one) student with her conversation skills and she has a big test coming up so I answer last minute questions she has about the subject matter. She's a great student. I'm lucky to have an easy one for my first time... and I didn't even make a dumb ass of myself. I think I actually helped her. Anyways, I'm excited about it. It's a good chance for me to learn more Japanese... and make a bit of money.

Well, two surprises for your day: Japanese Thanksgiving (who could have guessed?), and me; a teacher. Crazy things happen in Japan.
Goodnight loves.