It is Thursday, 03.06.2008 and it’s cold, but sunny in Hamamatsu.
Last night I put my entry up before listening to Scott Lockman’s latest podcast Tokyo Calling in which Scott said some really wonderful things about me, and mentioned my projects and offered a few ideas. My favourite one being that Jeannine and I ought to work out some photo slideshows with some ‘Ken Burns style’ narration over it. Scott mentioned he really enjoys Jeannine’s witty remarks on my often too serious entries. I don’t think I could say better things about my own blog, it was really nice of him to mention.
It’s funny how sometimes you take things for granted. I know that Jeannine is funny and smart, but I sometimes forget how funny and how smart. I vow that if we are to ever have children that we would create the most intellectually apt and blatantly hilarious children, granted they get most of her genes instead of mine. The worst it could be is if they were hilarious, neurotic, emotionally unstable, witty, nearly blind, and slightly ugly, but that kind of ugly that’s almost cute kind of ugly… I’d be happy with that.
This morning I woke up and had breakfast in Royal Host. I read for a few hours and was home by 11am, catching up on podcasts and playing N+ until Jeannine showed up on skype around 2pm, we chatted until I had to shower and head to work at 4. Jeannine has a new haircut, maybe I’ll be the one getting one tomorrow. I had one class today, and was finished fairly quickly and recorded some audio for the sixth Letter to Nana. I’m home by 9pm and editing, and listening to the CBC. The dishes are still not done, but I’m feeling tired and lethargic now… Ugh.
From my notes today: “I’d like to start eating better… maybe start photographing everything you eat?†Hilarious how my brain works.
Listening to CBC’s World at Six, and I have CBC’s The Current in the queue.
This is all a little overwhelming for me. 1st I would like to thank the academy and god for making all the other people losers and…oh wait right this is just your blog. Sorry I’m getting a little ahead of myself. I think I’ll just tuck that one away for later…waste not want not…right? But seriously being jetted to the status of full-fledged blog entry….I almost don’t know what to say. You spend so much time as the subtext on twitter and then one day BAM a whole entry devoted to how great you are…well almost a whole entry (hair cuts, diets and showers get ready to join futons in the long list of things I am now better then). You actually mentioned me more then chess or the Royal host…I think this might be the next level for us. Also as just a P.S the food in Japan that you seem to find really amazing, delicious and worth taking pictures of is always Canadian food. Now I’m not saying pancakes aren’t a marvel of our time but I think once you come home and build your giant pancake collage you might feel a little raw about it. Like finding out that all those years you’ve been eating meatloaf and that beef casserole isn’t actually a real thing. I would hate for you to feel that pain.
i’d give my right arm to keep you safe from harm.
LOL is this like the karaoke game where I have to guess what our relationship means to you by your selection of song titles? Although I’m still not sure how I can make the following be about us:
“Just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin anywhere
Just a city boy, born and raised in south detroit
He took the midnight train goin anywhereâ€
Although I am a girl and you are in fact a boy and maybe the train is like an emotional journey and Detroit is like ummmm oh I think this metaphor might be falling apart…maybe I need to mull it over a little more.
But you do know the next words in that song are: I don’t love you anymore. Consider your implicit statement noted!
can’t start a fire without a spark.