one more pefect thing

It's good to fall back onto your favourite things, I thought about writing about a Wong Kar Wai film again, but I think I need to wait for the Blu ray version of Chungking Express to really do it justice, so I'm going to rely on another favourite which anyone who knows me will know what I'm going to talk about.

Norwegian no Mori- The novel is a nostalgic story of loss and sexuality. The story's protagonist and narrator is Toru Watanabe, who looks back on his days as a freshman university student living in Tokyo. Through Toru's reminiscences we see him develop relationships with two very different women — the beautiful yet emotionally troubled Naoko, and the outgoing, lively Midori.

After being marched into a room and told to read a short story by Murakami about the 100% perfect girl, I knew I had a subtle hankering for a bit more of him. A bit of research showed my friend and I weren't onto anyone new, but that didn't matter. In our circle of friends we were the first to sample the stories and I still think the only ones. While everyone else was read detritus like Dan Brown or some one bit shovelware novels I had no time for, I found this book on sale in the Waterstones in Fareham. If I had been romantic I would have said I pulled out the exact change from my pocket to buy it, but that would be a lie.

I started to read it and realised that it was a reflection on my life, I know people tell me never to live my life in fiction. But the words spilled out like wild fireworks colouring what God had already drawn with a fine pencil in front of my eyes.

There are no spoilers here, but I will share my favourite character, well rather the character that changed my life. Nagasawa, a guy that Toru befriends because of a common love of literature, but realises he has nothing in common with him. Nagasawa in a single word is a 'shit', a crap human being who has an amazing gf who he cheats on repeated occasions with seemingly easy Japanese girls. He plays the world like it is his, if he had only a few words in his vocabulary it would be ' fuck you'. To all intents I would hate him. But the book doesn't unfold like that, the truth is, for all the wonderful things written and all the sad things talked about. He is the only character of truth, being so two dimensional that there is no bullshit surrounding him. This is what he is and he will never change because this is what he is.

'Only losers feel sorry for themselves' those words coming out of his mouth onto the page and then into the back of my retinas. Processing them for future reference.

But that isn't the core of the story, Nagasawa is only a singular part of the book, in fact only a bit player, I can't let myself spoil it for others. But, if you were to read Murakami, this isn't the book I would recommend. If you have the time go buy/ steal/ borrow The Elephant Vanishes. Read the short story about burning barns and tell me the meaning, I will make u a strong cup of coffee and we can talk about it.

For now nite nite people.

I threw up all over her and she ran off screaming into the night. I collapsed onto the kerb at the edge of the road, the cars lined up in flashes of light, even when I closed my eyes I could feel the air rush past. My head hit the pavement with a heavy thud, a minute later I could feel the concussion searing through my spine. My body jerked again and more vomit covered the floor. Those were a few hours which I wished never to have back again, why I was in this state and how I was going to get back to where ever I was going, none of that mattered.

The sun shot across the sky and it was morning, the leaves sticking to my face the cold air rushing over me. I could still smell the sick and it filled my senses all the way into the back of my head. I picked myself up and stumbled towards a direction. Where I was going was lost night, it didn't matter today. I was only thinking of aspirin and where Lana had gone during the night.

musik

• Norwegian Wood- The Beatles
• Dear Catastrophe Waitress- Belle & Sebastian
• Piazza, New York Catcher- Belle & Sebastian
• No Life- Slipknot
• Wrapped Up In Books- Belle & Sebastian
• Transatlanticism- Death Cab For Cutie
• The Archers Bow Has Broken- Brand New
• This Years More Open Heart Break- Funeral for A Friend
• Bullet in the Head- Rage Against the Machine

kino

• Godfather
• Godfather Part II

videospiel

• Rome: Total War

sport

• Portsmouth vs Tottenham Hotspurs

vershieden

• making more mix CDs
• talking football with the old boss
• the new lunch box
• anti excitement about hitting up Japan
• being a snobby shite to Hartle face
• having friends in the MOD
• German cuisine is bringing much happiness
• slippy full blast in an office full of 40 year olds and none of them hearing all the swearing