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, February 12, 2006

I Think I'm Done


But Lord knows I'm not. I got the rest of my crap packed up this morning after getting ready for work at the insanely early time I normally have to get up on the weekends and after work I got it and hauled the 50 lb. hiking backpack and my Adidas shoulder bag all the way back here and finally called it quits. I'm moved in now. Done. Done done done. That is, except for my betset if I'm interested. Maybe I'll get it after payday. Maybe I'll just be lazy. But admittedly it would be nice to have some extra bedding here in my room for when I have visitors.

Work's bene fine, yesterday Jame's topatsu'd, so they had to call in Simon Fang to help out, which was a mini adventure in awkward small talk, seeing as they guy has kinda got his head up his own ass. And today, since Jame's topatsu'd again, I got called in to work in Kashiwa for the last three lessons of the day, which is A-O-K with me since I got a travel period out of it.

Now, for my two days off, I have the daunting task of both making this room my own, and learning all the quirks and uses of the amenities here at my new place.

Apparently Amanda has laid claim to my relationship status, which is a pleasant thought by itself but, well, I have problems enough with relationships across town much less across the globe, so, sorry sweetie that's gonna have to wait until I get back from my stint here in the orient. Red shells. Red shells.

Anyway, the oil heater in my room has revealed its true nature to me, that of actually expending gas via flame rather than distributing radiated heat from an internal coil system. Curses. There's no way I'm going to know how to refill that sucker. Grr. Back to super shitty parabolic heaters, which, for the record, are the devil. The one in my room took a bite out of my Volvom zip-up, so I'm kinda pissed about that.

Two days till not-broke day, and I'm gonna make it. I thought there was no way I was going to make it a week on ~2500 yen but apparently it can be done with some left over. Greg and I are going to get together Tuesday but it's going to have to be low key.

OK, I'm just stalling now and I know it. Gotta unpack.

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