I do apologize about these long breaks I take from Blogging. My life in Japan has me so occupied sometimes, that I am unable to pull away and write about it. Today I was able to take a few minutes and write about what is going on. I decided today that I am going to purge my feelings in to blog form.
I feel like I’ve joined the rest of the planet now that I’ve seen Star Wars: Episode III. I’m relieved to have seen it, though I am a little sad about the whole deal. I no longer have any future Star Wars films to look forward to, and it makes the future seem a little dreary for some unexplainable reason. I’m sure like all things on this great Earth, those feelings will pass.
Recently, I keep having these recurring dreams about a girl I used to love dearly. It has now been a number of year since we went our separate ways, though I continue to harbor strong feelings for her. I doubt I will ever stop loving her, even though I am sure we are almost so different now that mutual attraction would be impossible. Strange things keep going on in my head. Sometimes I shake it and hope the strange things will stop.
Since I am a government employee in Japan, I had to get a company physical like like all other government employees. No major problems to report, with the exception of a higher than normal Body mass index and a slightly irregular Electro-cardiogram reading. Though it seems that neither of these are any cause for concern. I believe the slightly erratic heart activity is due to the 2-3 liters of Diet Coke I drink everyday. This is something that I will need to stop. I’m sure the raw caffeine is messing that up quite nicely.
Isn’t it funny when you meet someone that you have a common ground with; someone who you feel really comfortable with, and they are leaving to go back to the US in a month. Yeah, looks like the joke is on me. Ha Ha! I’m still glad to have met them.
When the heat soars to 33 Celsius and the humidity climbs to 85%, Jason crawls into a fetal position and whimpers. At least they allow me to wear “cool biz” clothing at the office now. That equates to a suit without a tie. Joy! At least the tie won’t be soaked in sweat. Of course, the price for not wearing a tie is the suspension of air conditioning in the office. Yep, sounds like a fair trade to me. Perhaps after a little heat stroke, they might be convinced of another way to keep their English speaker fro dying.
That felt good. Japan, you’re killing me, but I love it.
