1.31.2009
1.28.2009
Just got home to my sweet pussy...
Heater had been knocked over and the shelf with the rice cooker
actually pulled out as a step, so that she could rip open the zip-
locked bag of cat food.
You could call her pro-active, I suppose.
1.25.2009
1.20.2009
1.15.2009
1.14.2009
JAMBALAYA
Since then, the remaining two have been replaced, but somehow they're all different... If they all last as long as they're supposed to, I am stuck with there mismatched three for the next 4 years.
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1.12.2009
BE GONE, EVIL!
Let's hope the 25 yen I threw into the box and the charms that were purchased are enough! Things were looking pretty good when I opened my omikuji (forecast) which said <luck>.
However, my journey home was delayed by 45 minutes due to an accident... Hmm, I'll try not to read too much into that.
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1.09.2009
CULTURAL RELICS
Quality suggests handiwork of of my grandmother - my mom didn't pick up knitting until the late 80's, and it took 3 years to complete my sweater. And some parts of the sweater are different colour, because around the end I had grown and didn't fit into the original design, and the same yarn couldn't be found...
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1.08.2009
BEFORE AND AFTER
I smell something feline in this conundrum...
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1.04.2009
GOOD DEEDS
I haven't been too impressed with the general needling techniques of Japanese nurses. When I was 16, I got poked SIX times before finally getting a good vein on the back of my right hand. In Canada, it never seemed to be a problem. Today, I complained about persisting pain 30 minutes after my platelet donation began, and the nurse said I was bleeding internally and stopped the procedure to bandage me. Then, they poked me on the other arm to return some of my blood, and gave me medicine for the next few days.
Let's hope this doesn't signify anything for the coming year!
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明けましておめでとう!
I spent a very Japanese new year watching special NY tv with my family and eating soba at midnight.
今年もどうぞよろしくお願いします!
新年快楽!
Pic of Tokyo Tower taken January 3.
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1.03.2009
YOU KNOW YOU'RE IN HICKSVILLE WHEN...
2) Train doors are MANUAL. Very painful when you have heavy luggage (see pic).
3) No elevators or escalators to get to platforms.
4) No heated toilet seats. In fact, no seats whatsoever (crouching style) and no TP.
5) Zero desire or pressure to wear makeup in an otherwise very appearancd-conscious nation:D6) There isn't a coffee shop in town. Seriously. Well, there is, but it's only open from June through September.
7) Like, of course it's natural for every household to have a vehicle-style snow remover.
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真っ白!
The slopes we hit: Suginohara at Mt Myoko, about 30 min from our cabin. Longest run: 8km. The snow just kept falling and falling, so I didn't have to worry about falling:) But I sure had some very flashy falls...




