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AM

8:25am JST Sunday 31 August 2003

Dream included

sitting in a chair mounted on the back of Scott, like the bicycle rack and having two women laying on top of me in a flirting but not overtly sex-having way. Some YRUU-calibre kittens were walking by and were kinda shocked, but pretty much got over it. I had to pee so I went to the restroom and peed and in the bottom of the sink was a pilot light because for some reason there was a burner in the bottom of the sink. I thought that was strange, but thought it was more strange that I still had to pee, and then realized I had only peed in my dream

so I woke up and peed.

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Got an email from janette unreacting to her reaction to my recent journal entry featuring my reaction to our conversation. She didn't know what time it was in JST so she didn't email my ketai to wake me up. Very considerate.

I'm at my station; gotta go.

8:32am

Kay. on the next train (Musashi-Kosugi to Kawasaki)

(nice timing; usually this connection is a 10 minute disconnect)

Yeah, I was mad at Janette and my reaction is to say fuckit and fuckoff, but I'm trying to love the entirety of the situation and embrace the higher lesson, plus I want to have an awesome vacation with her and not a sucky one.

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Some of my journal entries are written in heightened emotional states, and I don't always remember specifics of what I wrote or why I wrote it. If this is to be truly for me but open to the public, like a true Truman Show, then I have to write whatever I want and be able to forget about it if I forget about it. Janette asked me what I meant by something and I didn't remember exactly and I choose not to spend time backtracking and refinding my thoughts *and* write in slow email medium at the same time. Thoughts race through my brain 100 times faster than I can write, plus email is sterile while thoughts are organic dynamic rabbits racing about my mind.

There's a story in my head about a cat who wrote *everything* that went through his mind. I don't really see how that's possible; I got the sense that this occurred back in the day before computers, and even so, I can't possibly type as fast as I can think. But this story was described to me and commented that the day to day events weren't necessarily interesting, but the feat itself was impressive. I like to think my feats are as impressive. Even more impressive than my feet.

Arrival in Kawasaki has occurred.

PM

5:36pm JST Sunday 31 August 2003

Work was aight though no voice nor frees. Couple man to mans. But excellent news: I'm working at KQ on Saturdays this month (September). That rules.

The stinky news is that I have to be at Kawasaki more often when Steve is there. That stinks. But I'll get over it.

alberta

pm JST Sunday 31 August 2003

When I got home today, Frank gave me a number for Alberta, a woman whose son he is tutoring in history. I may tutor him in programming. Everything is a crisis for her, it seems, but Frank said her husband and son are pretty cool.

japanese

8:09pm JST Sunday 31 August 2003

Okay, I'm going to work on translating my thing for an hour or until it's finished, and then send it off to Ayana for checking.