Perhaps I am becoming an old nag, if /y I should stop it now.
I hope I am not becoming one, so I will correct it now before it gets too out of hand. Lately, I guess I have been giving a couple of you grief of how to live your lives, or instead how I would live your life if I were you. However, I do not have 1ups or any sort of witch craft to snatch your body for a day and live it for you. Nor would I really want to, me thinks it might be too gritty and humid. You know under your skin...morbid enough for you? I guess what I am trying to say is I am going to cut back on the interventions unless truly needed. I won't stop some of my stinging advice and truthfulness, but I will stop intervention in short-short term decisions and critical decisions. You persons, are better at knowing whats in your own heart then I am, as much as I try to un-puzzle it out. And its your decision at anything you do that you must live with not me.
旧字と九字物。。。まああ～どうちらほがいい。。。"bygones be bygones"と言う。 多分、今日は英語で書いていいでしょう。だから、多い任銀が日本語を分からないだと思うから。
Cough* Yeah just like my grammar in English, my Japanese grammar is just as bad. oh well. Anyways, so what else? I am reading a children’s novel, "Howls Moving Castle." I was curious for research purposes of how differently the movie was to the book. Also, what was adapted. If you have seen the movie, I think it is best to also read the book it came from. It might be abstracted in the movie and well sprinkled with the directors pasifist approche to love and war. Howl is portrayed in a bishonin way, and in the book he is sort of casted as a social deviant/ womanizer. Personally, I would rather deal with a womanizer than a pasifist. A pasifist operates in many lvls of beige, while a womanizer is easy to spot and you are well able to avoid. Like Pottercrack, this is just as easy to pick up and be drawn to it, so it must be a brit novel thing. There is a bit of literary slang I do not get, like calling a fireplace a "case" or something weird like that.
Perhaps I should also mention I am sorting though my hundred dollあrs worth of rocks I found in South Dakota. That trip went well! Grandma was a little eeehhhh but I won't go into it too much. She was just making sure her best grandchild was behaving herself as well as her companion. Although after I told her the story about me painting the walls with my own poop after getting jelouse at my mom taking care of another little girl...she did call me a little brat. Not so nice. But neither is the mess my mom had to clean up after she got done taking care of that other child 23yrs prior to this journal entry.
~I guess the moral of the story is if you fuck up too much I'll come over to your house and paint your room in poop...or some shit like that.
gee I hope you weren't taking your lunch break reading this.
旧字と九字物。。。まああ～どうちらほがいい。。。"bygones be bygones"と言う。 多分、今日は英語で書いていいでしょう。だから、多い任銀が日本語を分からないだと思うから。
Cough* Yeah just like my grammar in English, my Japanese grammar is just as bad. oh well. Anyways, so what else? I am reading a children’s novel, "Howls Moving Castle." I was curious for research purposes of how differently the movie was to the book. Also, what was adapted. If you have seen the movie, I think it is best to also read the book it came from. It might be abstracted in the movie and well sprinkled with the directors pasifist approche to love and war. Howl is portrayed in a bishonin way, and in the book he is sort of casted as a social deviant/ womanizer. Personally, I would rather deal with a womanizer than a pasifist. A pasifist operates in many lvls of beige, while a womanizer is easy to spot and you are well able to avoid. Like Pottercrack, this is just as easy to pick up and be drawn to it, so it must be a brit novel thing. There is a bit of literary slang I do not get, like calling a fireplace a "case" or something weird like that.
Perhaps I should also mention I am sorting though my hundred dollあrs worth of rocks I found in South Dakota. That trip went well! Grandma was a little eeehhhh but I won't go into it too much. She was just making sure her best grandchild was behaving herself as well as her companion. Although after I told her the story about me painting the walls with my own poop after getting jelouse at my mom taking care of another little girl...she did call me a little brat. Not so nice. But neither is the mess my mom had to clean up after she got done taking care of that other child 23yrs prior to this journal entry.
~I guess the moral of the story is if you fuck up too much I'll come over to your house and paint your room in poop...or some shit like that.
gee I hope you weren't taking your lunch break reading this.