It's that time of year again. I guess I'm too sensitive to the seasons. But it's hard not to be.

This time of year, for the last four years, the deep of winter marked more sorrow than my heart could bear. Every year my heart was broken, right around this time. And in the most recent years, insults were added to the injury as I lost other precious ( Read more... )

I had this crazy dream. It was all in Japanese. And so was I ( Read more... )

So I was eating thai food with some of my friends tonight, and Michelle asked me to tell him some crazy stories from Japan. I related the bear incident, which Franco had recently heard, and felt that that was quite sufficient. After all, seeing 20 foot "bears" walking in front of a train station with a cute announcement was quite out-of-the- ( Read more... )

It was the last day of the year ( Read more... )

(0) Begin at neutral zone. (1) Find out that a live-action Rurouni Kenshin movie is coming out!? Check out link. (2) It's going to be sick. Oh my gosh oh my gosh. Freak out! .... (3) Sit back and ponder over how basically everything in anime/manga converts to real life anyway because life and manga are not as far apart as they really should be in ( Read more... )

...and at last I understood what I was trying to say in that poem I had written in the middle of a blustery winter night last nyear. It was too confused and symbolic to make sense back then when I read it to the seminar, and even when I put the words down onto paper, the meaning remained latent, deep inside of me. But things are finally starting to ( Read more... )

Oh my god oh my god oh my life.

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Originally posted by laniekayaleese at Meet me on the other side of jetlag January 11, 2011
Hi Casey.

Regarding your question. That's a tough one. I think it has to ride on whether the turning point of the story is internally derived within the characters, or the turning point is stimulated by plot device ( Read more... )

In some crazy way, I don't think I've ever felt this good in my life.

And nothing's even really happening.

But anyway, I read this quote a few months ago, and I just feel like it has started to make so much sense.

"My mother once gave me this advice... Men are a lot like shoes. There are shoes that are too small and there are shoes that fit too tight ( Read more... )

Rei was putting on his shoes. The pumpkin in his backpack was so heavy that he couldn't balance the weight on just one foot while he remained standing, so he was sitting at the edge of the kitchen, his feet on the lowest part of the floor as we said goodbye. I was standing beside him, but for some reason I ended up sitting beside him, laughing and ( Read more... )

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It's been happening for a while, right in front of me, so subtly that I couldn't grasp it. I'm the kind of person who doesn't do subtlety, either. I've always jumped in, declaring this is love and this is not and never understanding those who found themselves being moved across the middle ground. So I guess it was just my time to get dragged ( Read more... )