I spent lots of money to go a far away city to see games! It was pretty damn awesome!
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So in an effort to increase my Japanese reading ability, I have been shuffling through a lot of different manga.
I loved Yotsuba&, but really it has been the only one that grabbed me. Berserk didn’t. Neither did GTO or Hale nochi Guu. I’m kinda digging Azumanga but the lack of furigana is teaming up with my laziness to slow down the reading process. I’m poking through Cromartie but the anime is just much better.
On a whim, I read the first few chapters of Dragonball today, and I have been having a, well, ball.
I kinda ignored the thought of reading it because it’s so… classic? I mean to say, you begin to wonder if it is good because everyone says it is good or because it actually is good.
While I never really enjoyed the shows, I am finding the manga to so far be a hilarious romp. The story is rolling along at a good speed and the events are interesting. It is injected with more humor that I expected, but that’s hardly a complaint. If I had to complain about anything it’s that sometimes the font in this collection for the chapter opening and closing parts is a tad blurry and hard to read but I think I’ll get by.
So yesterday, I ate some horse.

Raw horse, of course. And it was delicious!
So today basically marks the start of my second year in this apartment and in turn in Gojo. I think I may take a video tour again just to show how things have changed.
Me? I really feel like I haven’t changed a bit. I’m sure my Japanese is better, and I am positive my teaching is better, but I feel stagnant. Not because of anything to do with Japan or my job, just, I feel like something is missing, but I don’t know what it is.
Here’s to another year though. I am definitely looking forward to it.
I just had a first grader run up to me, start to say something and then interrupt herself to say “Wow, Americans smell good!”

Found this when I was lost today. Creeps the ever living shit out of me.
It’s so hot.
I rode my bike for about an hour today, just to drop off some DVDs I rented. I could rent from the cheaper, closer place, but I justify the extra cost by the fact that it gets me to ride my bike a hell of a lot more and lord knows I need it.
I just rubbed down my balls with some Gold Bond Body Lotion. Feels like my nut sack is being assaulted by pure refreshment.
Teaching at every elementary school in my town sure means something for when I go out. I can’t without running into a student. No big deal. But what it also means is that I run into a lot of parents without really knowing who is who. Again, no big deal. But one of my friends has a daughter that just started school this year. And I had my first class with her grade yesterday.
My friend just emailed me and told me that after her daughter got home from school yesterday that she would not stop talking about how great my class is and how awesome it was.
I love the conversations I have at work.
“Eric, is Friday considered the weekend in America?”
“Nope.”
“So, only Saturday.”
“Nope, Sunday too.”
“But Sunday is the first day of the week, right?”
“Yes…yes it is!”
“So how can it be the weekend?”
Hmm… how indeed.






