No, Really, I Am an American

Totally just popped into my head and it is for this reason that Sheryl Crow is playing in my CD player.

I can’t sleep. I find this incredibly annoying. Last week was awesome in that I came home from my private lessons, read a little bit in my book, and promptly passed out. This week, not so much. Oh well. I guess I’ll just ramble.

So George doesn’t pain me as much today. I left out some fun facts about George. When he first graced me with his presence, he alternated between throbbing pain and stingy pain, depending on what was going on around him. Cold made him stingy, and my reaction to the ice warranted laughter from Laura and a scowl from me. Hot made him unhappy, too, as I painfully found out whilst trying to wash my hair. He also kept me from sleeping the first night. I felt quite the wuss, but then I figured that he was so annoying ‘cuz he’s concentrated and very much like a paper cut. Tiny but painful.

He seems pretty content to not piss me off now. He is a shiny souvenir, though. He makes it difficult to uncap markers, too, as I found out tonight during privates. He is also sometimes smarter than me in that I have trouble opening various things and or buttoning clothing.

I’m also amused that I took a picture of him. This afternoon, Laura told me one of her friends back home wanted a picture of George and Tanto together. (I think that’s what she named hers.) Weird people.

I think Al is and or will be ashamed of me as I realize now I think I misquoted the quote. Meh. It’s not the first time it’s been in my blog. Whatever.

I’m supposed to see Kate tomorrow. I wonder what we’ll talk about.

March is gonna be an interesting month for me in that I’m doing a bunch of swaps for the New Zealanders I know. Every Friday but one has been claimed. *shrug* Hopefully if/when I need one or something they’ll repay the favor.

Saturday lunch was weird. I guess Anthony called it quits, Rob missed worked, and then there was me. I ended up eating at Saizeriya with Jax, Steve, and Bronwyn (Kate’s old roommate). It was a somewhat silent lunch in that I didn’t really have much to contribute to the conversation. But it was nice. I think I woulda been equally content to have just eaten something quickly and then gone back to my booth to read. I’m almost done with the book.

I don’t think we’re going to Hokkaido. We haven’t been able to find a good enough deal, so we might go to Hiroshima instead. Regardless, Anna and I are pretty set on going somewhere since we already got the swaps approved. It’s just a matter of deciding where. Hiroshima is currently the cheapest and best deal we’ve come across, but Tokyo and Nagasaki have also been suggested.

Blah. Still awake. Stupid awake.