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So. Life. It's been hot lately, for the record. Not only hot, but ridiculously humid. Which, if nothing else, makes me especially thankful for air conditioning. I've woken up the last couple days, regardless of whether I went to bed early or at 4 am like the night before last, promptly at 8 am, to not only my room being insanely bright, but hotter than blazes. Yes, I just said hotter than blazes. I guess I should say hotter'n'blazes to really epitomize how southern that phrase is.

It's quickly getting to be that time of year where sweat is just as much a part of every waking moment as breathing, which is encumbered by the aforementioned humidity.

I had 30k leftover come payday, despite having Tyler out to visit, which is absurd and unprecedented. I'm rich. Not to mention I don't have to send money home this month thanks to my failure to break the poverty line, i.e. my state income tax refund, and I finally received my federal check today, so now I have to find some place to cash it. That's another $575 in my pocket, or more realistically 65,000 yen. I'm a rich rich man. Time to get a haircut I guess. Or go on a coke binge, one of the two. Maybe both. More on that later I suppose.

Girls. Ugh. Melissa sent me a message while Tyler was here and ended it with a comment I found intriguing, 'I'll see you when I'm less congested'. The congestion isn't so interesting as the implication we'll see each other again, but then again I haven't heard from her since and that was a week ago now, so, who knows. At Christine's going away party I had to explain to more than a few people that she and I had broken up, which is surprising and not at the same time.
Natascha wants to be with me, and it's clear she intends to make a boyfriend of me, which, well, I'm admittedly resistant to. I made an exception for Melissa, and just because I had one doesn't mean I'm willing to just jump to the next person that's willing to pamper the crap out of me like she does.

Also, I seem to have picked up a new reader, hi Janel, who is intriguing in her own right. I'm discovering I am in more ways than those I hate, that I'm my father's son. I do seem to have something of a weakness for redheads. It's not right for me to call a real life casual dating relationship into question because of a girl I only chat with that lives across Tokyo from me, cute though she may be. But, I'm doing it, so. I dunno. She's 18, I'm ~24. We'll see how that plays out. I'm not gonna say more, cause well, she's reading this.

Greg and I have decided we want to go out and have fun, and not worry about things for a while, and I think that means at least for a while being single. I'm only two weeks out of a relationship, so really I'm in no position to be thinking about any of this. But, when the dust has fully settled, we'll see where I stand.

Overall, life is alright. This year's going by way too quickly. I want to travel more. I need to write more. I've put on weight, which I need to lose. I need to join the gym, cause I'm sick of having the potential to be cut but am not. I'm thinking of moving to Nippori with Barbara.

I'm scared I'm getting older and less bitter. Now that I have increasingly less to complain about, life is a lot more boring. But my Japanese is getting better.