I've been MIA these past few weeks because I've been busy watching Law&Order marathons, scouring the fridge for junk, and chasing my cats around the house.

And then I got a job. Sort of.

I decided to go ahead and get a temp job till, you know, I find a permanent one. I'm two hours away from completing the first day of my three week assignment. I can' ( Read more... )

I. HATE. WRITING. COVER LETTERS ( Read more... )

I'm turning into one of my cats. I'm awake all night and I sleep all day. I've become nocturnal ( Read more... )

I've never put as much thought into driving as I have today. Tonight I got behind the wheel and braved the right-side American roads for the first time in 9 months. It was only a pathetic 3 minute drive, but I felt as nervous as a 15 year old who just got her permit. Drive-on the right side. The center of the road is the closest to the driver.

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I've only been back for like, 10 hours and I'm already dying to move out of this g'damned fucking house ASAP.

I wish this was all just a dream. I am not really here in my house in Houston. I was never really on an airplane for 18 hours yesterday. I am going to wake up in the morning on my three piled-up futon mattresses, with the sweat from the Japanese humidity stinging my face, in my room in Tokuyama, Japan ( Read more... )

So I lied. God bless free high-speed internet ( Read more... )

This is my last post in Japan. Because of those terrorist fuckers who wanted to wreak havoc for all future travllers last week, I have to go to the airport three hours early tomorrow. Originally my plan was to pull an all-nighter tonight with my girlfriends so I could crash on the plane the next morning. Bbbbbbbuuuuttt since my flight is at 10AM ( Read more... )

WHY, ON MY LAST FULL DAY IN TOKUYAMA, MUST THERE BE A FUCKING TYPHOON? All I wanted to do today was cruise around town in my bicycle for the last time, snapping photos of all my favorite spots around town, but I'm stuck in my apartment!! I HATE THE FUCKING RAIN ( Read more... )

Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I DON'T WANT TO GO HOME. This whole week has been an emotionally gruesome weekend. I woke up Sunday morning at 10 thinking "this time next week, I'm going to be on an airplane bound for home." Never have I been so conscious of the time or the days of the week. From 7 to 5, now down to 3 full days left before I have to say my ( Read more... )