Counting today, I have three days of work left. After that, I have three weeks to get my affairs in order and move to Thailand. It’s been six and a half years since I was last unemployed. Plus, there’s the whole thing about learning a new language and culture… I must admit, I am nervous as I approach this next stage of life. On the other hand: Freedom! Starting over in a new country! Learning a new language and culture! When I start thinking about what I’m thinking about too much, I need to force myself to just accept the unknown, accept that I cannot control or even plan for…

I taught a little girl how to fish today and she caught a delicious mebaru. However, I was disappointed that I did not in the least feel like Jesus.

Bad movie! Bad! This movie was only slightly more entertaining than waiting at the hospital for 7 hours today. The Moment I Most Wish I Could Unwatch: Wolverine giving the younger X-Men a motivational speech against an orchestral background.

Weather gods, please keep this aberration away from me. Unlucky typhoon number 13. Typhoon SHANSHAN – even your name is wack. No way you are ruining my sea kayak trip this weekend. That is all.

up at 4am fishing expedition planned raining like a bitch ……………… In other news, FUCK!!! Why you gotta be so stingy with the fishies, Son of God? Now I have nothing to throw at the neighborhood cats.

Yeah, so yesterday I called up a great aunt who lives up in Sendai whose existence I only learned about recently, through correspondence with my mom. I was kind of apprehensive at first just cold calling someone and saying, “Hi! Me gaijin! Me from America! We related!,” but that’s exactly what I did and it turns out she’s a totally cool lady. 88 years old, but she doesn’t sound like it at all. In fact, I was kind of surprised when she told me that she’s too old to travel around much anymore. I told her it’s cool, because I want to go visit you with my parents in October,…

Jabber transcript with my little sis, currently doing a gross anatomy course: sis: you know how when people die, their muscles relax? me: yeah sis: that includes their sphincters… i couldnt figure out what was sticking out of my guys behind at first it was amazing

The worst thing about getting a root canal, so far, is the pungent stench of rot that permeates my mouth when the epoxy plug is pulled out of my tooth every week for cleaning, and then replaced again. My dentist’s insistence on holding conversations in pseudo-English while my mouth is filled with drills and shit comes a close second, but that momentary putridity is always a kick in the pants. It is disturbing on a basic level to be reminded that cells are constantly dying within one’s body… Today was the last check and antisepsis before getting my crown – that’s in two days. I’m assuming it’s a painless procedure,…

That I would post about such a common topic is itself ironic, but great displeasure forces my hand. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have come to the stunning conclusion that the word blog is stupid and needs to be replaced. My reasons for saying such? Mainly, it just sounds ugly. “I’m gonna start me a blaaaaaaaawg.“ And it’s mama’s ugly, too: As we all know, blog itself stems from the word weblog, which isn’t really much to look at, is it? Pretty much any word stemming from the word blog is also horrible: Blogger, blogging, audioblog, blog client, blogging software, blogging platform, blog feed, BlogDay, blogroll, moblog, multi-blog, re-blog, vlogging,…

My tooth is dead. The dentist was very nice and kept trying out his rusty English skillz on me during the entire procedure… “Infected with bacteria…” “Very very difficult…sorry! It hurt?” “Your tooth… dead” So RIP, tooth. My ode to you: (ultracool mp3 player via)