Writer’s Flow
July 27, 2006
I’ve just come home and had the urge to start writing. I have no particular message to convey nor even any particular thought. WordPress beckoned and here I am tapping away at my dusty, cookie crumb filled laptop.
Today I once again discovered how cynical I have become after spending an approaching four years at Nova. I will not degrade myself and become one of the pussies at work who incessantly complain. I have chosen to stay and regret nothing. As much bullshit I have to put up with I draw from it many benefits as well. And hey, when it comes down to it, it’s worth it for The Woman.
To reward myself for a busy week The Woman (I should begin capitalizing Her from now on) and I are about to indulge ourselves with what has become our weekly yakiniku affair. Most yakiniku restaurants in Osaka provide an inverse relationship between price and quality. Save one. This one restaurant, aptly named Yaki, has cheap prices and outstanding quality. Even their ジョッ゠oolong tea is a steal at 200 yen! This place is so good that we can go there weekly as our tab really is comparable to that of any other restaurant – 3000ish yen for a very full and content stomach. Sorry cattle but we’re going to chop you up into little pieces, divide them up by cut, and roast them on a propane fire.
Sometime ago I realized I wanted to get back into studying Japanese. I’ve since started lessons again and I realized yesterday that it’s been four months already. I’m taking lessons twice a week and will be taking the JPLT level 3 this year. It’s bank already. I wanted to pass level 2 but skimming through it I realized I’d have to be uhhhh like uhhh smart to do that. This year anyway. I intend to pass it next year. Why the hell does this test only happen once a year? You may have noticed my practicing Japanese on my blog or my practicing question marks depending on how linguistically-abled your computer is.
I just got the call from The Woman. That means in 5 minutes I should leave my apartment to meet her at Mister Donuts. Timing is everything.



