Don't text and bike.

Well, today ha been nice.

Woke up late, ate some Japanese corn flake type things, put my laundry in my washing machine and then left to run some errands.

I left the apartment with two objectives in mind, the first was to purchase a case for my iphone, and the second was to buy milk and bread at the market.

Here is what actually happened...

Walked down the street and decided to call my Mom via skype. Talked to her on the phone wile dodging several bicycles screaming passed. Three out of the 6 bikes that tried to take me out had a teenager texting and cycling.

I know, same drenn different country.

I safely made it to the downtown area when I hung up with Mom and remembered that there was a magical land under the street in this area. This magical land is called Tennoji station and has an underground market with mystical and spectacular treats.

Naturally, I turned away from the department store that sold the iphone case I needed and proceeded to get pulled like Odysseus by the Sirens of tasty magical treats near by.

I walked out the opposite side of the station with two homemade pork buns for my dinner and a small order of shu mai.

When I emerged from Tennoji station my stomach began to growl. Just then I remembered there was a cafe I wanted to try in the building in front of me. Ok I will have lunch there I thought.

Delicious sandwiches and a slice of strawberry cake later I started heading home.

On the way home I remembered that I needed milk and bread so I stopped into the market.

Long story short I walked out with everything but the milk and bread and returned to the apartment.

Now I write this blog having done nothing I set out to do.

I guess that's something I have to work on.

...The pork buns were delicious.