PHOEBE: That’s fine. Go ahead and scoff. You know, there’re a lot of things that I don’t believe in, but that doesn’t mean they’re not true.
JOEY: Such as?
PHOEBE: Like crop circles, or the Bermuda triangle, or evolution?
ROSS: Whoa, whoa, whoa. What, you don’t, uh, you don’t believe in evolution?
PHOEBE: Nah. Not really.
ROSS: You don’t believe in evolution?
PHOEBE: I don’t know, it’s just, you know…monkeys, Darwin, you know, it’s a, it’s a nice story, I just think it’s a little too easy.
ROSS: Too easy? Too…The process of every living thing on this planet evolving over millions of years from single-celled organisms, too easy?
PHOEBE: Yeah, I just don’t buy it.
ROSS: Uh, excuse me. Evolution is not for you to buy, Phoebe. Evolution is scientific fact, like, like, like the air we breathe, like gravity.
PHOEBE: Ok, don’t get me started on gravity.
ROSS: You uh, you don’t believe in gravity?
PHOEBE: Well, it’s not so much that you know, like I don’t believe in it, you know, it’s just…I don’t know, lately I get the feeling that I’m not so much being pulled down as I am being pushed.
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PHOEBE: Look, can’t we just say that you believe in something, and I don’t.
ROSS: No, no, Pheebs, we can’t, ok, because–
PHOEBE: What is this obsessive need you have to make everyone agree with you? No, what’s that all about? I think, I think maybe it’s time you put Ross under the microscope.
ROSS: Is there blood coming out of my ears?
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1st case in point. I am slooooooowly but surely preparing for the arrival of my bestie Ms. Megan K.
However, I will admit, it is currently 10:55a.m., I am at the office, 5 hours from returning to Hiro, and probably 7 hours from returning home, AND a mere 11 hours from departing to Tokyo via night bus. Did I fail to mention I’m not packed. As in not ONE item in the suitcase. Call me CRAZY (ahem, Kelly M.) hahah, but I work best under pressure. I might also add that I want to squeeze in a double-whammy upper & lower body workout for my last night at Holiday Sports (I quit the outrageous $80/month plan yesterday), stop by Ito Yokado for bus snacks, prepare dinner/breakfast, AND walk my butt to the station that is over a mile away while lugging my 50+ pound suitcase. 😯 Someone say a prayer for me. I’ll be surprised if I don’t self-induce an aneurysm while tackling my t0-do list. Lucky for me, my color-coded travel itinerary IS complete. The one fun thing about planning trips (definitely not the packing) but the events/places to see/things to do. Love it. I printed my copy and can’t wait to surprise Megan with all I have in store for us. So much for a relaxing vaca– I’m playing “Mr. Dockendorf” and scheduling that 7a.m. mountain climb to watch the sunrise while sipping coffee and photographing the moment before moving onto our 7:52 plans of visiting the North Korean border and learning the history behind the mystery. There is no time to relax when you’ve got the world to explore. So pack your bags and join me for the ride! (Packing for Japan is all coming screaming back to me)
Can’t wait to start sharing with all of you all that we do! Hopefully I can blog-as-we-go. That would be a treat.
However, last night when trying to explain my travel plans to granny (as to not make her have a heart attack when I don’t come home for the next 20 days), I kept saying in Japanese, “watashi wa tokyo ni, ashita, to douyobi konkaku ni”, when the confused, head-tilted blank stare ensued, I tried again, “konkaku ni”, “konkaku”- why doesn’t she get it (KOREA lady), ahh, forget it, call your son, he knows my plans. (Don’t worry, we were both laughing, but goodness what was I saying wrong?!). I was so sure I was right…until I went upstairs and looked up “Korea” in the dictionary.
ROSS: Ok, Phoebe, this is it. In this briefcase I carry actual scientific facts. A briefcase of facts, if you will. Some of these fossils are over 200 million years old.
PHOEBE: Ok, look, before you even start, I’m not denying evolution, ok, I’m just saying that it’s one of the possibilities.
ROSS: It’s the only possibility, Phoebe.
PHOEBE: Ok, Ross, could you just open your mind like this much, ok? Wasn’t there a time when the brightest minds in the world believed that the world was flat? And, up until like what, 50 years ago, you all thought the atom was the smallest thing, until you split it open, and this like, whole mess of crap came out. Now, are you telling me that you are so unbelievably arrogant that you can’t admit that there’s a teeny tiny possibility that you could be wrong about this?
ROSS: There might be, a teeny, tiny, possibility.
PHOEBE: I can’t believe you caved.
ROSS: What?
PHOEBE: You just abandoned your whole belief system. I mean, before, I didn’t agree with you, but at least I respected you. How, how, how are you going to go into work tomorrow? How, how are you going to face the other science guys? How, how are you going to face yourself? ……. Oh! That was fun. So who’s hungry?
I caved. All along, it was “kankoku” I was supposed to be saying, not “konkaku”. My bad.
Since Pheobe and Ross are pretty much my friends in real life, or so I’d like to think, I obviously needed to incorporate them into the blog, or the fact that their situations appear to be a lot like mine.
2nd case: The case of the missing red shoes. 😳 . Ma and Pa McG are ever so good to me, and in my 10th care package of the year (slight exaggeration) they’re returning my beloved red shoes to me via Megan’s suitcase. Yoroshiku onegaishimasu. I even provided them with specific instructions of where the shoes were supposed to be (2nd shoe bin, under my labyrinth bed). After one Facebook message plea, 4 emails, and frantic closet seize and searches, no such luck. Rats. Until today, when Mama McG is chattin’ with me and happens to mention the red shoes.
Molly, you didn’t tell me you had three shoe bins under your bed. After searching through 2 of them, I checked under your bed one last time, and against the wall, in the very back, behind the other two bins…was a third bin….and your RED SHOES!
Mom’s are the greatest aren’t they?! However, yet again, there was a teeny, tiny possibility the shoes were not where I insisted they were (but I must add, I wasn’t all wrong either 😉 )
Evidently packing is the latter of the three.
Next post will be OUT OF HIROSAKI and in one of the following destinations over the next 20 days:
- Tokyo
- Seoul, Korea (kankoku)
- Osaka
- Kobe
- Nara
- Kyoto
Talk to you all soon 😀
~Molly
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