To bring you up to speed, it's been something of a hectic week. Wendesday night, I went out with Ty to a baseball game after work, which we thought would be a Giants vs. Yakult game, but turned out to be a Toyo Univ. vs. Asia Univ. college game. Needless to say by the end of the game we were leading cheers for Asia Univ. and had been accepted into the student body, though unfortunately our team lost in extra innings.

After that, we went to Shinjuku for drinks, and found a couple cool bars, including a rock bar that was actually pretty decent, though tiny. I tried to catch the last train back, but missed it, and barely made it back in time to catch Ty on the way out. We wound up catching a taxi to Roppongi where we looked with no success for an ATM. We went to a few other bars, where I met a couple of cool people and Ty left me there to go somewhere with a girl we met. He came back a half our later or so.

We went to another bar when that closed, and I came back to where we were when I got done dancing and Ty was gone. He had been kicked out. I went outside to find him and he was trying to pick a fight with 5 black guys. I dragged him away, narrowly avoiding disaster, and attempted to convince him to go home while he was trying to get away and talk to strangers, pick fights, and hit on women. I finally got him onto a train around an hour later, must have been around 6:30am, but after we were on the train he tried to get up again and start talking to people, and I told him that I didn't have the strength to hold him back. He kept it up, and I walked to the front of the train, saying I would meet him at home.

Well, he never came home. That was Thursday morning, it's Sunday evening now. Still nothing. I'm worried sick and tomorrow I will have to call the US Embassy to report him missing. He was on a train last I saw him, so I can only assume he got arrested, but I'm worried he got off and went back to Roppongi and picked another fight and got himself hospitalized or worse.

I called in sick to work that day and that night I went to Paul Van Dyk at ageHa with Greg, and again got no sleep. It's been rough.

I'm trying to figure out what to do about Ty. If he doesn't show up tomorrow morning, I'm going to be seriously worried. I have my fingers crossed and my prayers reserved for him. Please come home.