The Move is over. If one needed the actual date and time for the ending of the Move it would have to be sometime in the afternoon, last Friday, when everything was clean and tidy in anticipation for the rather tame housewarming that evening. However, there are still some details that need sorting out, like replacing the gauzy flags with real curtains and finding a place for the magazines which are temporarily stored under my bed.
Yesterday Lynton donated a bunch of giant “posters of big women,” formerly publicity for a well-known high-street clothing shop chain. The winner of the paper pageant, the most beautiful girl, modelling the most compelling garments, got to occupy the wall next to my bed.
As if I needed another pet project, I have an idea for a book. It would be a non-fiction analytical work, related to particular lifestyle aspects of my generation. It is very zeitgeisty, so it would need to be written soon. Perhaps during my military service. There will be further on that when the idea solidifies a bit more.
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Omedetou! Your room looks nice apart from the Japanese flag. :) I wish I had a nice room here…
Arigatô! Sometimes I daydream about living in a 4.5 tatami mat Tokyo capsule mansion, but right now I really appreciate the space. It’s quite liberating to be able to walk into a different room once in a while.
oz, you didnt know this till now. or you will know it a little further beyond the end of the paragraph. but you are jealous of jon. in zeitgeisty book worthy way, this new knowledge will mean that I am like that little magnet on the big fat iron pendulum in the science museum in hong kong. you may even cry. for now, you will click on www.yongfook.com
i’m liking how the roon is so red and orange.. the girl - all i hafta say is “nice choice! (for once..j/k)” hehe..
ur bed looks comfy..
I have actually seen a few “gaijin in Japan” blogs already, but this guy is eurasian, a Mac user, has a beautiful girlfriend, codes his own PHP, and is actually fun to read. So, I pronounce him the king of gaijin blogs.
Now, I don’t particularly want to be a language teacher in rural Japan, so what exactly am I jealous of him for? I did briefly consider a sabbatical in Japan to write the book, but you didn’t know that.
hmmmmm … now I fear I was projecting my own jealousy. but I don’t want to teach english or master php. the eurasian thing I’m down with; and the beautiful girlfriend / living in foreign climes I’m entirely open to. the thing is; it seems like he has time.