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I was expecting to update this pretty frequently. Things come up and I barely have time to watch TV or read, but I guess priorities change depending on where you are at in life. I act like I could be super busy, but it’s not even that. I find my self wanting to do other things like draw and even just talk with the grandma. I’m finding a lot of interesting things to talk to her about, and its funny how people from two different eras of the century can talk about nothing. We always talk about how we have nothing in common and are morals and thoughts are completely off and yet we end up sitting at breakfast discussing everything to nothing. I’ve been late to school a couple of times because of us arguing about whose more stubborn or insensitive.

I read my last blog and realized that the news from that is pretty much ancient. The people who read my blog are limited to my close friends and family so what I have to say from here is old too, but who knows when ill start making this public.

I don’t have the job that I was telling you about. The one with the interview. I got fired after punching a hole in the wall and storming out with my middle finger in the air. Not literally, but I might as well from the view points of my boss and the employees. Walls in Japan are made out of tissue paper. Again, not literally, but I like to excaudate. Have you seen my arms? I couldn’t punch a hole in the wall with out breaking something in my hand back home. I’ve realized how amazing my last boss Mr. Autry was to me. He put up with all that shit and still promoted me.

Still going to school but I've decided I'm not going back to the language institute next term. I expected it to be more kanji intensive, but the point of the class is for business people to get business orientated in Japan. That’s not what I need or want. I can do all what I lack on my own time. That is, kanji and grammar. I’ve finally grew the balls to try to take out a loan to start going to art school. I want to be an art major. Took me a while to get that idea together, even though it’s been hitting me in the face for 20 years of my life. It’s only an equivalent to a tech school, or maybe community college, but people who see my resume in the states won’t really realize or care because all it’ll look like is that I studied art in Japan. And what more is important then experience? You can’t teach that in school. I want to be the next Mr. Pic and actually teach art the right way. Anyone can be good at drawing a fucking apple, but who would give that apple a penis and rocket launcher? Not fat cow Clemens.

I thought I would write more, but I have class tomorrow and I’m tired. I can’t miss anymore class. Ill, hopefully update more tomorrow.


picture of the day. ive decided i need to take one picture every day since i have a decent camera phone. my goal is to post a picture even if i dont feel like writing.

the bike racks tha i usually park my chick magnet arnt this bad. and it was raining, but today, it was ridick.