Dessert of Champions

Vonnegut got breakfast, but I get the post-prandial course: gummy bears and red wine. The sugary sweetness of the squishy bears seems to perfectly compliment my often acrid, cheap red wine. (Read: the boxed Franzia is only palatable with a mouthful of gummy bears.)
Today was long, long, long. Had to drive to Tomobe for the first English Intensive Training meeting. The meeting was chotto tsumaranai , and if the 5 hour round trip weren't bad enough, I had to get lost on the way there thanks to one of the perennially shitty maps I was given by a Japanese co-worker. I have just now realized I should be saving these maps and scanning them for all to see how totally fucking ridiculous getting anywhere in Japan can be.
This morning when I was about 10 minutes away from my destination (although I didn't know this at the time) a different co-worker called to tell me the Save-On combini that I was supposed to turn left at was no longer there; it had been replaced by a 7-11 and I needed to turn there. Well, I had unwittingly already passed the 7-11 so I proceeded to get totally lost. After stopping at the same Eneos twice, another gas station, and then at a random man's house to ask for directions (all of course which were vastly different) I finally got to where I was supposed to be. Lucky for me getting lost meant I got to skip the horribly boring Opening Speech.
Taught the Pera Pera group how to play Texas Hold 'Em tonight, which they seemed to really enjoy.
The honeysuckle is starting to bloom. Japanese honeysuckle is the most pungent on earth. It's actually amazing that such seemingly quotidian flowers (white, 5 petals in a star shape--just like the flowers you first learned to draw) could give off such a wonderful smell. Something about the smell of honeysuckle just makes me smile.