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wSunday, May 18, 2008

feeling: ...
listening to: Fuzz Academy game bgm


I don't really know what I'm supposed to think or do, and my first instinct in such times is to just keep the thinking to myself and do absolutely nothing. As in, just disappear. Anything I "do" tends to be unwelcome anyway, so no sense continuing to be a bother. *shrug*

...yeah, so welcome to another indefinite hiatus. I won't waste everyone's time anymore. Take care, anyone who's still bored enough to read this.

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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 5/18/2008 06:45:00 PM


wFriday, May 02, 2008

feeling: oh, the irony (not really)
listening to: TOKIO - Sorafune (also not really >>)


Blogger can schedule future-dated posts now? Ok, I grudgingly admit that's kinda cool.

Anyway, here's the REAL good news. And I mean that entirely in the sarcastic sense.

Remember how I was without a car a while ago because my brother's Jeep broke down and dad loaned him the Toyota normally reserved for my use? Well, over the next couple weeks dad worked on the little random Chevy pickup my grandpa gave him last year and got it all road-worthy again (forget what was wrong with it - it leaked transmission fluid or something), so Chris returned the Toyota in exchange for that pickup. So for a couple of weeks I had a car again.

Then, this morning, dad decided to drive the Toyota to work... and he hit a deer. >>

The damage is mostly cosmetic, from what I gathered, except the one headlight... so it's still drivable. But heh... I think everyone in the Midwest is aware of how much a deer can mangle a small car. So yeah, I'm not gonna be driving that. Which means I'm carless again. Yay.

On the plus side, though, dad found out yesterday that he got a promotion - sort of - to supervisor in his shop. They probably don't call it a promotion, but it means he'll be the boss, so same general idea. Also means higher salary, shorter hours, much less hard physical labor or no more at all, and a MUCH nicer retirement package. Kinda proud of him. Sticking it out in that dark, dingy pipefitting shop for three decades finally paid off.

Also, this might mean that, when the higher paychecks start to add up, maybe he'll finally be willing to have the Toyota fixed up for good, both the deer damage from today and the bad rings or whatever else was causing it to guzzle oil. That or maybe he'll get rid of it and buy a better one. He never really did get over the sting of being slightly ripped off when he bought it... so he'd probably be as happy as anything just to get it out of his sight.

I seriously was thinking of finally going up to Washington CH today and inquiring at YUSA, until I saw that dad had taken the Toyota to work. Should've done it last week despite my slight sickness and pulled muscle pain, I guess, since now it looks like I won't be doing any driving at all for an indefinite time frame. >> Mom would let me use hers in the event of necessity, of course, but eh.

...I still lovelovelove my kanji book. So why do I end up not touching it for days at a time anymore? I'm only up to kanji #280 when I could've easily been in the 400 range by now. It's a baffling phenomenon - I love doing it, I want to do it, I have a grand ol' time learning and reading and writing all these new kanji and pointing at some new ones and squeeing "So THAT's how you write that! :DDD"... but for some reason I just don't pick up the book. Darn it.

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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 5/02/2008 12:29:00 PM