01-05

01-05 – 4:30pm

(From Journal)
First day back at Mallage. Found out we have new J-Staff. I guess I didn’t realize they circulated. Yuriko is the new girl, I haven’t met the other yet. I suppose this is something I will have to get used to. I wonder why they do that? Eh, not that it’s an entirely large leap of logic since they move us around so whimsically. But at least they don’t change our home branches.
I’ll be teaching 10 kids’ lessons a week here now this month. Just under 1/3rd of my total lessons. Yuriko asked me if I was the Kids’ Coordinator here, because the manage called and told her to have the KC change out the teaching materials for this month, which I had already done back on the 24th, and I explained that they have not yet ordained me with that title, so right now we have none. Dumbasses need to get their shit together and make that happen. Either that or they realize much like I do all the same things will get done even if they don’t so there’s really no rush. It’s not like you get paid more for being KC.
In the meantime, I’m stupid broke and there’s no getting around it at this point. I have to make it 11 more days before payday. This is going to get interesting. I hope that December was in no way indicative of future months in terms of budgeting. Having said that, it’s chewing gum, しょうゆ soup and long savored cigarettes until things start looking up. Hell of a weight loss program.
I need 3,080円 for bus transport alone. Time to take that free Mallage bus whenever possible. And walk, for that matter.

11:25pm

Well, I got home today to smell a very strong smell in the air as soon as I walked in the building. As I was walking up the stairs, I started picking out scents. Garlic, definitely. Hmm…chilis…yea. Vinegar…tobasco, that’s it. Lime? Butter, oil, ground pepper…interesting.
My mind flashes to my kitchen counter the night before.
……that time I opened Ash’s cabinet by mistake…a bag of garlic cloves….
…that new bottle of chili pepper sauce that appeared…the bottle of Tobasco sauce I bought…the only thing that’s missing is…is…
At this point I open the door to the apartment, and the first thing out of my mouth is, “You know Ash, I could smell you the moment I walked in the building.”
Apparently he’s sick, and is spicing the sick away. Not a bad idea, clear out the sinuses, steam shower and plenty of vit. C.
Ash bequeathed unto me half a roast chicken he decided he didn’t like. I gratefully picked it clean and reflected on how that’s probably the last filling meal I’ll have for a while. I say this because prior to eating it, I dumped out the change bowl and started sorting out the coinage for bus fare. And, by some odd twist of fate, I have exactly enough to last me until payday. That is also to say I will be walking home from work every day until then, but, oh well. I also won’t be eating a lot.
At this point, I just have to laugh. I’m not down about this. It’s nothing new. I spend money like I make it. Always been a problem. Worst part is it really seriously doesn’t bother me being broke. In 2 weeks, I’ll have money again and I’ll do the same thing all over. Just wait and see.