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I woke up 5:30. The room was cold. In darkness I opened the window, the sky was heavy clouded... it was still quiet... there were only occasional sound of cars driving by. In the mornings I'm like stupid game NPC, performing scripted actions in certain order, not thinking at all. I turned on my laptop and began my morning internet ritual. I always watch the certain array of web pages in exactly the same order. I start with checking the weather. It said it was only 10°C (50°F). Well, I thought it was really cold... but I knew Mister Sun would show up eventually... After I was done checking the internet I got the feeling my bladder would explode if I don't empty it a little. On my way to the bathroom, listening to some anime music on my mp3 player I passed by my sticker wall. I read 'Today is a good day'. And as it turned out later it really was. Damn, I thought... I must not pee... I have ultrasound today.

Today I missed 2 hours from my job. At 8:30 I had been appointed to take the ultrasound screening of my abdomen. It's a part of medical research regarding my health issue (loosing fat, late night high energy surge that keeps me from sleeping at least until 2-3 am in the morning while then waking up at 5:30am). It was a bit tough as I wasn't allowed to eat and pee beforehand. That way the imaging would be of good enough quality, my doctor said. On top of that I was also asked to drink huge amounts of water. I had about 2 litres of water.

As I was driving to the medical center I had my mp3 player on loud. It took me about 20 minutes to reach the location. In recent years the spa town was in bloom. The rich people from all over the world pour in in big numbers. I heard lately many wealthy Russians pick this destination as their favorite spa retreat... So when entering the medical center grounds I wasn't surprised at all that all signs were also written in Russian... walking down the main hall to the reception I heard people speaking in different languages, most were probably Russian... people in bathing robes chattered, some watching TVs behind every other sofa, some rushing by to attend their business or so...

When I got to the reception which was actually a separate room with fancy see-through glass walls and a palm tree in one corner I felt with my right hand in my backpack that I had lost my invitation papers somewhere. The girl behind laptop said it was no problem. I gave her my health insurance card and she scanned it. After several seconds she looked at me and said '8th floor, go right, read the signs, they will call you'.

When I got to the elevator, very small elevator that was, maybe suited to carry 2 persons, it got awkward. First, there were 3 of us squeezed in it. We could barely turn around. An then came big fat blond guy... he pushed on into the lift with his big belly. We were like sardines... except for the huge guy... he was like a big fat tuna. The worst thing he smelled like vodka. Luckily the lift was ascending very quickly, fast enough to reach the 8th floor just before I was about to suffocate.

Looking down the waiting hall it looked there weren't many people at all. I still had like 20 minutes before being called. I closed my eyes an listened to Demetori guitars. After a while I looked at my phone. 8:25. OK... cool... I took off the right headphone to be able to hear when called. The door on my left opened and an old lady doctor began speaking something in Russian. Actually she was there to treat Russian patients. The medical center had special doctors and rooms to treat them. Well I don't mind... but it's interesting fact. Several minutes later my name was called from the right.

As I came closer and stepped in to the doctor's office I saw the nurse was very cute. She had very beautiful face with big lovely blue eyes and long black hair. She was almost as tall as me (185cm/6 feet). She was rounded in the right places, she wasn't skinny ad she wasn't fat. The doctor was siting behind the ultrasound device on my left right of the bed. The nurse said with quite cute voice 'Take your shirt down and lower your pants a bit, too...'. Well, looking at her I smiled, thinking to say something funny... but then I just said 'OK'. As I said earlier, in past year I reduced my weight down from 95kg (210 pounds) to current 82 kg (180 pounds). I almost don't have any fat left. As my job is very physical I also gained a lot of muscles and all in all my body looks very... well... sexy I guess. I'm not boasting or anything... it just looks cool. I'm lean with natural looking muscles very defined, not those ugly gym buffed. I could tell she got all smiles when she saw me in my boxers... then she left the room.

Wondering now, the doctor was aloof as Naoki from Itazura na Kiss and the nurse was cute as Kotoko except she wasn't as clumsy. He wouldn't speak much, he seemed annoyed and in a hurry. He was telling me 'quickly' on everything he ordered me to do. I tried to throw in some jokes to melt him down a little, but he wouldn't buy it. He was scanning me with hand scanner for 10 minutes or so. He was greasing the scanner every now on then, so I was slimy all over my belly, hips and lower back. As I was ordered to turn around from one hip to the other and to the back my half lowered pants were all covered with very interesting white slime. In the end I showed him papers with my previous blood results and he started speaking into his voice recorder. I took the cleaning paper towels by the bed and started cleaning myself of slime... damn it was all over my belt too... at that very moment Kotoko nurse came back in. As I was cleaning my unbuckled belt with my jeans still half down and big wet stain on them on the front I looked at her. She was looking at me with big grin. Now I had to tell her something. Smiling and looking at the slime stains on my body, I said 'Well... I just hope no one gets any wrong ideas...'. She smiled and replied ' Well, it's the way how it's done here... you can't help it.' She told me to wait one hour to get the results but I asked her to rather send them to me by normal post. As she left I said bye and she said bye. I was a bit said that probably I wasn't gonna see her anymore in my life. As I was cleaned and dressed up and was about to leave I looked back at the table where the doctor was. I asked him 'is everything OK with me?'. Now he smiled 'Yeah, I guess everything looks fine.' So, my internal organs look all good and sexy... and the good news is... I'm not pregnant...

I went back to my work. Nothing really special happened that would be out of everyday standard.

At home as I was eating fish I switched the channels on my cable and I stumbled upon very interesting documentary. It was about Fugu the Japanese poison fish.
In summary, fugu the blow fish is treated as special delicacy back in Japan. There are 38 species of fugu along Japanese coast and 22 of them are poisonous. Funny enough people very much like to eat those poisonous. In the blood of fugu and livers there is one of the most lethal poison in the world, deadly also are different fish parts at different fugu species. Some species have deadly skin, others not. Some have deadly fins, other not... So it is very hard to make fugu as a dish. Tough there is fugu fish preparation law in Japan and that only the certified fugu chefs can cook it there still are like 70 deaths of fugu fish poisoning annually. The documentary also showed young apprentice who dropped out of school and was learning at some fugu master to become certified fugu chef himself. In the end he failed the final exam. He finished cutting the fugu, sorting the poisonous and non poisonous parts on different plates and tagging them with correct names in allowed time limit of 20 minutes. But at the exam he made crucial mistake. In the process of slicing the fish he whipped the cutting board with the towel that was before used for squeezing the blood out of some fish parts thus contaminated the cutting board with poison. In the end he was optimistic and said that the next year he'll go for another try, now knowing he can do it under 20 minutes.

Yesterday I watched two episodes of Kimi to Boku. The show is phenomenal. There was that funny scene where the guys were out on that summer festival. They were searching for the lost key chain of the cute girl Masaki Sato. They found it eventually but it was put up as a shooting game prize by some rude guy. Masaki told the guy that the bear key chain was hers and that she lost it. But he wouldn't listen and he told her if she wanted to have it she would have to shoot it. Masaki was angry... After several seconds she put 300 yen on the counter... she took the air rifle... and she shot the guy in the head! She also got crazy and the group had to hold her down. lol... that was funny as hell! I bet I was laughing so hard the neighbors heard me. Masaki reminds me of Taiga from Toradora. I'm looking forward to see what will she do in the next episodes...

Ok.. I'll watch Kimi to Boku now...