3/2 dairy

(09:37) Today's an exam day for the 1st and 2nd years. I have no 3rd year classes today so aside from giving the brief listening section of the tests I'm free to sit around all day. Might as well make it more entertaining, for my sake.

(09:44) Today's to-do list: email Akemi re today's Japanese lesson; call travel agency about correcting my passport name; catch up on Evan's not-so-new blog; fill out February expenses excel; sit on my ass.

(10:05) Newest yahoo search courtesy of StatCounter: "kur­as­hiki-bar women diaries of court ladies of old japan". You know who you are.

(10:13) Simultaneously chatting with Simona and reading Evan's blog, still in August 05. I've always thought Evan was one of the best storytellers I know personally. I kept wanting to send his tidbits to Simona during our chat, but for some infuriating reason his blog does not allow copy and paste!

(10:27) Hate to say this: I'm no fan of baseball. Now I'm reading what probably amounts to a 1200 word treatise on the different pitches in his repertoire. He's better got some good stuff lined up or I'm just gonna walk (I'm trying my best with this baseball thing).

(11:24) Just finished delivering the 1st year listening test. Done with my official duties for the day.

(12:46) (after reading Ev's biz school essay) I know what you're trying to do Ev (wearing tinted sunglasses ala Rod Tidwell), I know what you're up to. No Ev, I'm not gonna cry...

(12:50) He is a fierce, loving individual, I love this man, he is love, he is about love - my ambassador of kwan, man.

(13:48) What's that swelled up, blood grapefruit red remains of a left eye? It could be the love, or it could be 桑本典明's finger in my eye during lunchtime basketball. I was so pissed that I taught the kids the proper intonation of f-u-c-k (plus a bonus lesson on how to get a T by slamming the ball on the floor). At least I could take comfort in the fact that Kuwamoto's spoken English seemed to have improved, judging from his ceaseless apologies. I think he wanted to say "I didn't mean it" when he kept mumbling "I didn't want to..." Yes, I know you didn't want to hurt me little guy. You can try but I might just hurt you back, RAAARRGGGGHH!

(14:04) Dammit. My left eye is still throbbing. And I think I'm seeing hyperlinks.

(14:05) Whew. The FFs in yoga/weight training helped ease the pain a bit.

(14:10) Okay. Copy and pasting works, the highlighting is kind of hard to see though. Sic itur ad astra. I'm proud to say that 4 years of high school Latin allowed me to understood 3/4 of that sentence.

(14:35) Up to November now. Think I will take a break.

(14:53) Fuck. I think I just broke my ketai. I don't think I had my cell phone in the pocket of the jacket I carelessly threw on the ground during lunch break basketball. The battery isn't dead, since the little screen on the outside still works. I could still make calls (called Zimona) which makes me believe that maybe I turned the screen off or something, but how do I turn it back on?

(15:03) Now how am I gonna get in touch with Akemi?

(15:22) Now how am I gonna cover my ass for yet skipping out on another lesson (though this time the excuse is legit) with Akemi?

(15:33) Ah. It can't be helped. Think I will go change and go for a shooting workout. A good change of pace from my 4-week beach muscle augmentation program.

(15:48) Dammit, the gym is locked. With kocho-sensei in the room I'm not sure if I can pull off saying "Can I have the keys to the gym so I can slack off and play basketball when I'm supposed to be paid to work?" in Japanese.

(16:48) Time to leave from my full day of work.