Time to go pick up Deyu. Those who're wanting to come spend the day with us, we'll be back here about half eleven, twelve at the latest.

I hate writer's block.

Fuji, that song's almost finished. I've got half a verse left and this damn writer's block is so not helping.

One more week till Deyu comes. Should I really be nervous?

 Life is good. I had a decent conversation with my brother for the first time since I graduated high school. If Mom gets her way, he'll be coming to study here, probably at Todai. It'll be good to see him again ( Read more... )