I suppose you could say since this is my blog, you could look into it and see my cynic's reflection. But I think as long as we're talking mirrors here you should take a good look at yourself. And contemplate just how much you wish it were my reflection looking back, cause it's a mirror, so it'd be yours. And I'm hot.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

01-22

01-22 – 9:05pm

I took more pictures today of what’s left of the snow. The sun was out, it was a really nice morning actually, despite being up so early. I’ve finally come to accept how tired I’ve been lately, and how much I need a good night’s sleep, and a few days of rest. You never really know for sure how taxing your life is until you give up a day of rest and realize just how much your body and mind need that time off.
Work today was just fine. I taught some lower levels, and some higher levels, and so on. My kids class had one person show up, and unexpected man to mans are at best awkward for lack of things to do. I wrote up a little sheet to keep track of my expenses from now until payday. I am going to jot down all my expenditures and file my receipts so I have to look at my successes and failures each day. Yesterday’s excursion to the bars was an exercise in what I shouldn’t and can’t afford to be doing, especially as a repeat of an earlier transgression that puts me further in need of such action. But, I managed to avoid going over budget today by taking the free shuttle that runs from Mallage to Kashiwa after work. Now if I can just keep spending on my days off to, say, nothing, I’ll be alright. I have to stay under budget enough to be able to afford train fare once I move.
Speaking of which, only two more weeks until I move. Awws yea. Only two more weeks of not having a desk or chair in my room. Only two more weeks of having no room in my room for, I dunno, anything. In two weeks I will have a closet that can actually hold my clothes. I might even have, gasp, coathangers. Wouldn’t that just be a thrill?
It’s going to be weird moving in with these guys. I mean, I know them but I don’t really know them that well. I have no doubt we’ll all get along just fine, but, one always worries. Eh, if nothing else I can just sit around and play with the cat. Cats make everything better.
A Japanese version of Cats is coming to Tokyo, and I was talking about it with Ash on the train on the way to work today. With the exception of cats, cause they’re all in makeup, Japanese stage shows are kind of, well, homogenous, because of a general lack of ethnic bases. It’s kind of hard to do a performance of, say, West Side story, without people of different ethnicities. Or, at least, without that kind of diversity, the message kinda gets blurred. But Cats is ok. Partly cause of the makeup, and mostly cause I’ll never see it to care. But real life cats are still cool.

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