I ran into one of the other tenants at this apartment when I was getting laundry done earlier. The guy was really weirding me out because he kept throwing a fit about me standing there. Even though three of the washers were a few minutes from finishing he felt like I didn't have to be there until after he left. I guess he thought that spending $2 at a coin laundry was the same thing as owning the apartment and being able to tell other people where they can and can't be while he's doing laundry. That really bugs me. If I was in a normal American home I wouldn't have to put up with that kind of crap or have to hang my clothes out so they can come in smelling like fresh sour clothes straight out of the wash.
One of the tv shows had a segment on this tubby guy who plans to run from Kanto to Kansai, some couple thousand kilometers. It's supposed to take him 240 hours of non-stop running but he was talking about running 20 hours a day, like the distance wasn't enough of an accomplishment. I know I'd be happy to make that kind of trek and have it televised even if I only ran sixteen hours a day. I'm curious to see the end because he's not going to be a tubby guy after running twenty hours a day for a week and a half. Still, makes me want to get back into jogging every morning and tracking down marathons but it's rough when most of the sites are only in Japanese.
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