But Borders was wide open, so I did a little browsing and then lounged on the Victorian chaise lounge and read a book about the Nepalese royal family massacre. Interesting, but nothing that the BBC didn't already cover. Picked up Megan and we went to sushi, ending up at Ariake after covering half the pennisula in the quest to find someone who would actually sell us sushi before dinnertime on Sunday.
Emily's party last night was fun, though loud, I was having weird metal echoes when people spoke to me for the rest of the night. I felt a little sorry for the lead singer of UFD, though. It's music to dance to, but they were playing to a group heavily salted with NoCal geeks who are very shy about dancing in public. Chrisber and Christie were the stellar exception.