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I blame the Gilmores

I’ve been trying to write for a couple days now. I blame the Gilmores for my lack of composing posts and chapters.

I got sucked back into Star’s Hollow.

Don’t look at me like that! It was…I was just…I wanted something for background noise and such…and the next thing I knew, I was watching Season 3 over again.

I just finished Disc 3 of Season 4.

I…I was weak.

*looks to the floor, ashamed*

So, anyway, the point of this post wasn’t to talk about how much I like Gilmore Girls…too much. I mean, the show is pretty awesome, no matter what the Fight Club says. Maybe they just don’t have the intelligence for it.

I shouldn’t say that. They’re brilliant people. They just tease me about watching the show.

I think I know why I don’t like Lost anymore. It’s pop, not cult. It may have started out cult, but it is so pop now. And it’s not like I’m anti-pop, I could drink you ALL under the table when Pepsi is concerned, it’s just I don’t think I fit in with “pop”, Pepsi notwithstanding of course. Like Alias remained on the cusp of pop, IMHO. Who knows? Maybe I was kidding myself.

Moving right along. Jacob is supposed to come back tomorrow. I kinda got used to have the house to myself. Makes for being a hermit much easier. We have our party scheduled for next Friday. I’m pretty excited. I hope it goes over well. We also still have to buy our love child. Did I mention we’re naming her Sakura-chan? Oh yeah, that’s right. It’s a girl.

I have aspirations of going to Nara to see this candle thing. I guess it’s real pretty like, but presently, I’m not sure that I will be able to attend. I have these things to do…and I’m working a swap tomorrow night, and the whole money thing. Stupid money.

People might visit me. What’s that about? I got this random PM via geekspotting from my friend Laura, and then I was chatting with her boyfriend via Trillian just now. First, I was all kinds of astounded to be hearing from Laura on geekspotting of all things! Anyway, long story short, I kinda planted a seed in Adam’s mind about coming to Japan instead of the Caribbean. I know what you lot are thinking: “Go to the Caribbean!”

But see, if they come here, they’ll have a place to crash. That cuts down expense slightly. And well, there are THREE (Kyoto, Nara, and Kobe) major cities that are cheap to get to with fun and exciting things like shrines and temples.

But Laura and Adam aren’t the only ones to voice their potential Asian visit (oh yeah, that was intended). Froshy Nicole, Vicki of Wau-con-da, Yoss…

Or they’re just using me. ;-)

Okay. So I’m being selfish. I admit I miss my friends. I like people here fine, don’t let me be misunderstood (Yes, I’m just a soul whose intentions are good). But familiar faces have a different meaning. That and they can bring me stuff.

I haven’t been writing. Once again, I blame the Gilmores. It’s been another month for my fic, and more than that for Lint Wars (sorry Mike!). Then I have this comic prospect. It’s kinda crazy. I need to just sit down and let it happen. I need to throw up on the page. I need to…do I want pop corn?

Sorry, ADD. No. Really. I did just think that, and so I wrote it.

I got me a letter from Vicki of Wau-con-da. Wooo!! This proves that mail does come to the new house. That’s encouraging, right?

I have this letter for Dr. Justice, right? I’ve been trying to send it for like three years and I haven’t worked up the courage. I still credit her as being the first professor to make me believe that I could do this whole English thing. I’ve gushed about her before, as me Da and Mike may remember, and I know Melany would agree with me on her greatness. Maybe I’ll use her name in my story. It is a pretty cool name.

Gosh, there was so much more I wanted to write about…but the thoughts elude me. Oh! Food. I miss food. Like burgers and stuff. True, I have made burgers, or fried them rather, but I miss the convenience of a good burger. Watching Gilmore Girls, as mentioned in a previous post, has instigated this desire for grease. I was thinking that when I come home, one of the first things I plan on doing is either going to Wendy’s or Denny’s depending on the hour I make it back. Oh wait. There’s a Wendy’s here. Hmmm…I should try it.

“I just can’t seem to make any sound…”

Listening to the Xtension Chords. I miss music.

Although, I will be attending a concert soon…Thank God! Speaking of which, I understand you lot have been to Ravina lately. How’s that going? And how goes the rest of The List? ;-)

I think that’s all from me at present. I’m gonna go upstairs now to the sauna that is my room and try and string a word or two together in hopes of writing something. Oh yes, my friends, this is my attempt to keep myself from being distracted by the pretty, pretty internet.

Who am I kidding? I’m still gonna get distracted.

Cheers.

Barbara Kingsolver’s thoughts on raising children

Every time I read the Student Information section and the reason the student is studying because their kid is studying English and he or she wants to help them or something of that effect, I can’t help but be amazed. I’d mentioned this before, how the children in this country are adorable…but I also think that the adults have something to do with it. And I mean that in a non-genetic way.

Take the subway for example. This kid was with his dad and he had a glass cage thing for keeping insects. He took a seat next to this obaa-chan, and she smiled at him and started asking about what he caught. The people across from him were also smiling as he showed her the butterfly, and the leaves he collected.

I constantly see parents/adults playing with their kids, even as they walk through OCAT or something. It’s adorable.

It reminded me of the Kingsolver Dec piece Kathy and Liz did, about how other countries see their children as gifts and not burdens.

If I were to have children, I think I’d want to raise them in such a manner. This isn’t to say that it’s all perfect here or anything, it’s just different.

Complacency = jessi’s dumb

So this past Sunday, I had an interesting day, dinner with Europeans aside.

My third lesson of the day was supposed to be a short course. The student appeared like one minute before the bell, then promptly disappeared. I just figured a minor connection problem, it’s happened before. No big.

Then it kept happening, like consistently. One of the times she logged on, I could see that she had her phone and was probably talking to tech. I figured she was getting things sorted out, it must have been a problem on her end.

Another time she appeared for longer than five seconds, I came on camera and tried talking to her. It seemed that she couldn’t see me, so I called Tech.

I explained the situation to the tech staff, and he asked me, “Is this the first time you called us?”

“Yeah.”

He nodded and ran back to the tech room. When he returned, he asked me how often she was coming in and out and I told him a few times. “Why didn’t you call us?” He was quite exasperated.

“This was the first time she was on longer than a few seconds. I didn’t know what to do. I’m sorry.” I felt super bad. I know that their jobs are all kinds of important and stuff, and how they aren’t treated the greatest.

The tech guy nodded, and left.

Kinda put a drag on the day. I don’t like screwing up.

Then, on Monday, I got a message to come see LS about my last lesson of the day. I was a bit perplexed by this as of all the lessons I taught that day, I thought for sure I would get admonished for the great tech blunder, but oh no, something had gone wrong with Naohiro’s lesson. (It was the second time I had taught the guy, nice fellow.)

I taught the wrong freaking grammar lesson. Naohiro is registered for BEGINNER grammar and I taught him an intermediate lesson. I was wondering why he was struggling when he did all right the last time we had class together.

Way to freaking go, moron.

So yeah. This is what happens to jessi when she gets complacent and comfortable.

I’m just waiting for Alex to come and tell me I got another rutting complaint. And really, it would be well deserved.

Fucking moron.

:-(

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