my imminent return

As i sit at the table in the guest room of my hostel and sip warm sake, complimented with a brown sugar roll (a souvenir from Hokkaido left by a most generous guest), i cannot help but recall all the pleasant memories i have had during my two-day stay in Tokyo. I purposefully fail to recall all the unpleasant ones, as those have faded, replaced by the good ones. I just bought my night-bus ticket to Kyoto and my ferry ticket to Hakodate from Aomori today, so my previously amorphous plans have just acquired a new skeleton. The internal organs may still be lacking, but that never stopped skeletons from dancing before. With a top hat and cane.
Yes, things are coming together quite nicely. I also have purchased a prepaid cellular phone, which i plan to use to advance my social status, however transitory it may be for the frantic traveler. I am doing my best to save money by eating only at fast food restaurants (rest assured i am not speaking of mcdonald's or other hovels of grease), mainly those serving soba with various tempura thrown on top. I ate today at an establishment that demands its customers to select from a ticket machine their desired dish, and then to hand this ticket to the friendly cook behind the counter, whereupon he produces your dish in an absurdly quick fashion, so quick in fact that it seemed he had anticipated my order and had it waiting beneath the counter. But the quality was such that this was probably untrue, for the meal was extraordinary, perhaps on account of my ravenous hunger at the time.
Well, this is much to say, but I have not the patience to record it all now, and it will have to filter through the gray matter beneath my skull and become purified before it is worthy to be typed into this journal. Tonight i shall try my luck with the social scene, and should it prove noteworthy it shall be transcribed.