Entries this day: Dream Katsuki Thoughts Work

Dream

11:31am JST Tuesday 24 August 2004

Morag was in my dream again this morning. This time it was sexual, but I don't remember it in detail.

I called her this morning, beginning a dialogue that will allow me to return her purple grape suit. And give her the train card with Dan on it.

Katsuki

9:29am JST Tuesday 24 August 2004

Katsuki has this trick of blowing snot out his nose so it sticks to his upper lip or nose or wherever. Gross. But funny in a five year old way.

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We played a well designed board game (during which he would count the correct number of spaces, but start from a space that would result in him landing in an optimal space) and Calvinball baseball and then vaguely normal soccer and then did an electronic book thing that made me quickly realize how people could use them as electronic instruments.

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Katsuki asked if I would come back sometime soon and I said yes, though no definite plans were made. While we had been playing soccer, I remembered big gushing tears on my little 5 or 7 year old first-cousin-once-removed Cody's face (my cousin Bridgette's son) as I said "bye" to him after we played during the hang out time after Granddad's (he called him Very Granddad (Very = Great)) funeral. Bridgette assured him I would see him again sometime, but that time has so far not come. It's been at least 10 years I'm sure.

Not so far gone are the tears on Barbie's daughter's face (fuckin' hell I can't think of her name) as I left Virginia nearly 2 years ago. She was 5 at the time. Maybe she'll forgive the time if I come back during my bicycle adventure around the world.

Thoughts

11:14am JST Tuesday 24 August 2004

I must reflect on my feelings last night when I thought about the possibility of going to Hitomi's friend's house, a place that could be filled with dread and impeccable manners and customs and rules, and, apparently a five year old.. I was nervous. All the way up to actually meeting Ikue. But Hitomi was really reassuring and was like, "it's all good" and I relaxed.

So this brings me to believe that possibly, I keep myself from doing lots of things that would be fun, out of fear of the unknown. This begs my mind to wonder about drinking (but not smoking) and what that whole thing is like.

But slightly less than that, spending money to go do things and go places even though "I'm tired" and "I have to go to work tomorrow,".. some of these events could really be mind blowingly wowwowowow.

I want to get my bike soon; that will hopefully get me off my booty and outside in the sun (except for darn ol' winter)... I kinda sorta want to do more things, and I want to meet more people. Why am I loathe to meet people? Meeting people and doing things gives me more stories and adventures to relay, more experiences to have experienced and more connections etc etc etc.

I'm afraid; why am I afraid? (etc)

Work

1:41pm JST Tuesday 24 August 2004

Going to work now. Akiko said I have 10 lessons scheduled. Wow. That's plenty for my Friday. Well anticipated weekend tomorrow.

6:20pm

Woooooo.

Drank 2 liters of Pocari Sweat and didn't give myself enough time to break between lessons cause they were all fun and engaging. I had to pisssssssssssssssss like a fountain just now.