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Dream

8:02am JST Tuesday 3 June 2003

I was in the passenger seat of my van as a friend of mine was driving it. I had been all, yeah, you can have the van; I won't need it while I'm gone, and then after I had told him that, but bfore I had actually given it to him, I remembered I had promised it to Josephine. I was all like, "oh shit." "Um, I just remembered something" and I told him that I had already promised the van to Josephine and that she would therefore get it, not him, and I wondered about asking Josephine if he could use it just for one road trip and *then* given it to her, but the issue remained; he had to not wreck it while he was driving on the roadtrip, and insurance wouldn't cover it if he wrecked cause it was still in my name, etc. Eeek.

Then Jason Ficke was with us and we were stopped at convenience store and some thugs were around us and Jason was flirting with them like, "whoo whoo whoo! can't catch me!" kinda thing as he was climbing out through the sunroof and then when a thug tried to get Jason, Jason sidestepped and threw the thug headlong into the sunroof, and he was therefore stuck, but didn't appear inside the vehicle; I don't know where exactly he was stuck.

In retaliation, one of the thugs held Spot by his tail and dangled him down through the sunroof and closed the sunroof on his tail, but Spot was a remote control radio and shaped like a box with an antennae, so It wasn't as painful as it could have been when I was all, "drop him, now" and the guy dropped him by severing his tail and Spot wouldn't move; I didn't know if he was okay, but he was just a box, so I knew it wasn't the real Spot, but I was still a bit shocked by it.

I escaped this situation by waking up.

- - - -

"Wouldn't it be weird if I woke up and this was all a dream and I was actually still in Japan?"

I was back at home. janette and I were hanging out and cooking good American food and I was back at home. We went on an outdoor tour together and I had Spot with me. We were riding on the back of a pickup truck as it was being dragged along the ground. No wheels. I had to hold Spot so he wouldn't jump off to explore the area - it was too dangerous for him to safely explore.. Like it was a jungle; he would have been zapped pretty quickly.

So I held onto Spot and we were moving along a trail and some other people were having a picnic on the side. They were also eco tourists and I was new to the group, but my group and their group knew one another, though they were in different parts of the group... Our group liked the sun and their group liked something else, or was it the other way around? and someone in our group yelled mock-taunting over to them, hey you don't like the sun! prsp,etjomg eqia;;u so;;u.amd a wp,am ue;;ed bacl ueaj.we;; upi ve gt\pt[amts pm! wotj tje o,[;ocatopmtjat we dpm t 1--% ;oletje sim. pr we wpi;dm t cpveri[. amd we were a;;. pppppj sje birmed upi/ amd Erocwas ;ole. w;e;;.actia;;u sje dodm t birm jo, becaise se a;sp jas pm[amts/ amd O was ;ole. dide.bit dod upi see wjp ot was)wjp birmed jo,_Sje ever dpes tjat lomda tjomg/

By that time in the trip we had stopped and Spot was allowed to get off, as he seemed content to stay near our thing. and eat cottage cheese that someone had dropped and I was being asked to try some new food. Like some kind of meat or something and it was okay.

Then Spot was back on the truck with me and we were being dragged to the end of the trek and then were back in janette's living room. So great to be back home again. What a wonderful adventure, but I was was happy to be back at home. Gosh, life sure is great back at home. Wouldn't it be weird if this were all a dream and I was actually still in Japan?

"Yeah, that would be werid."

D'oh!

- - - -

I was Eminem and being chased by bad guys. I was mean, since I was Eminem, so I had no problem killing people. Well, it was a bit tough to slam a guy's face into the corner of something, especially when he was Lyle from my work, and was all, "I guess i'm gonna die" in his Lyle way, so I let him live, but just be unconsious so he wouldn't kill me.

Lyle had been Mike, and had come in with a 22 pistol with six shots and when he shot at first, he couldn't see where he was shooting so he didn't hit me. I held up an ottoman and was going to throw it at him, but then I realized he could see the ottoman and would therefore know where I was, so I used it as a shield and when he fired his remaining four shots, I caught them with the ottoman, almost as cool as Neo in the Matrix. I could just about see the bullets coming at me.

I was going to jump outside, but there were bars on the window and I couldn't break them down. I was going to throw Lyle through it, but he was too heavy, so I was going to jump through, but I couldn't, so I had to sneak out into the hallway and hope they didn't see it. Jon (who reminds me of my cousin Peter) was out there, maybe with Jon Lo, and they didn't recognize I was the bad guy cause I looked like Rob and they were looking for Eminem, but then I climbed out another window, on the second floor and drop/floated down to a ledge so I could be on the ground and get a password and be okay. I climbed off the house on Methil drive and was crawling back to the back woods, hoping they would think I was a dog, and I got back to the darkess where I was safe.

Fingers

8:42am JST Tuesday 3 June 2003

D'oh. I see that my fingers were offset for part of my dream. I'll see if I have my perl code to fix that easily.

8:54am

Can't find it.

Lesson

12:43pm JST Tuesday 3 June 2003

Japanese class was cool; Kimberly was across the table from me. Slight distraction, but mostly I did well in Japanese until my brain shut down after about 1.5 hours.

Olivia, Kimberly and I (and others?) might go to lunch after class next Tuesday.

Student 3

3:36pm JST Tuesday 3 June 2003

Rock.

"All days all times okay."

"‚·‚¢‚悤‚Ñ? Tomorrow?"

"‚Í‚¢."

‚»‚Å‚·.

first meetings

1:07pm JST Wednesday 4 June 2003

Last night I met with two new students. First was ‚Ó‚Ý who I met in ‚µ‚Ô‚â by ‚Í‚¿‚±. ‚µ‚Ô‚â is pretty nutty. Quite a diverse array of styles and people. Saw a young woman who was new to smoking cigarettes. She simultaneously looked nervous and like she was trying to be cool. Little tiny puffs she would take and blow them out consciously. And she would look down at it before she ashed, and when she flicked it, the motion wasn't natural. She crushed it out when it was 2/3rds smoked, and then lit another 2 minutes later.

Another woman in cut-off shorts, heels, and a baggy shirt, with long beige-blonde hair would approach people (all women, it seemed) with a piece of paper or something. She would quickly be dismissed and then act like she didn't care, and size up the crowd before she approached another.

Saw a huge video advertising www.chiwawaworld.com, with little cartoon chiuahuas with halos wildly driving race cars and dying, or not dying, but wrecking a lot.

Two young men crouched hiding behind ‚Í‚¿‚± after they saw their friend approaching. He saw them and they acted like they hadn't been hiding at all.

A woman walked up to me (wearing normal clothes) so I figured it must be ‚Ó‚Ý. Yes. Got a little bit lost walking around the station to Starbucks (‚ ‚â‚È had taken me through little hallways through the station, and I knew better than to even attempt that). ‚Ó‚Ý confirmed the whereabouts of the ‚Æ‚æ‚­ line, and I was reoriented.

She expressed nervousness since she's not fluent in English and I was all, "oh no worries; don't be nervous" etc which I hope helped some.

Once we got to the Starbucks, she bought me a hot chocolate (yay!) then we talk talk talked. In Nova, she'd be about a level 7B, I think. My homework is to find a textbook for her to use. Her homework is to find a new location for us to meet.

She wants to meet for two hours each week for 5000 yen per week. I hope to help her exceed her expectations.

Commuter Express train to ‚«‚­‚È and arrived just three minutes ahead of 8pm to meet ‚µ‚ñ. He's Korean, and about level 6 on Nova's scale. He wants more business English than ‚Ó‚Ý. He bought me dinner at Jonathan's (a chain restaurant hybrid Denny's and Biraporettis (sp?)). He wants 1 hour per week at 2500 yen plus buying my dinner. Awesome.

My homework is to to write some business-useful sentences and find a restaurant for our meetings. Jonathan's was too loud.