Right now I'm currently obsessed with izakaya foods. Everything from the seaweed salads to steaming noodle bowls to grilled duck hearts on sticks is delicious. There's something delightfully comforting about sharing a good bottle of sake and many tiny, tasty dishes with your best friend in a cozy izakaya while the rain streaks the world with grey ( Read more... )

We know people.
We hangs with them.
Fun is had.
That is all.

Everything I own is moving, a chaotic transition of life and routines. Boxes filled with nostalgia, diversions, dreams, and all the forms, functions and clutter of living. All contracting to compartments and expanding in new spaces ( Read more... )

( My Interests Collage! )

"Maybe I have more than I need, but it is the same with books as with everything else - success in finding them spurs one on to greed for more." ~ Francesco Petrarch ( Read more... )

Layers and layers of cloth, enshrouded in woven protection from the winter elements, I travel in the morning gloom with beats and glitches in my head and the taste of cold rain on my lips. Rainbow blossoms of toxic waste on wet pavement and the soul replenishing glow of a fugitive shaft of light illuminating the last Autumn stalwarts, golden ( Read more... )

makes me melancholy ( Read more... )

I am dreaming about and thinking about and craving fresh oysters, piled on a tray of shaved ice, at least 2 dozen of them with their succulent, briny, dizzying, aromatic delicacy ...

... and I'm in love with my new couch!

The last few weeks have been full of tying knots and tidying up messes in order to make a smooth transition. Then time to hit the ground running and be busy learning new things and remembering how to do technical tasks that I haven't been required to do in almost four years. Things are starting to take on the semblance of routine now, and I must ( Read more... )

I seem to be wavering between obsessive compulsive and anxiety attacks. Otherwise, everything is peachy keen.