Entries this day: AAM_Dream CRYing Cheese_bread Gone!!,_Akami Impeach_Bush,_please New_canvii PHP_frameworks no_zzzz

AAM Dream

5:26am JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

The main guy arrived and walked onto the rugby field as the crowd looked on with great anticipation. This began a new era, in which the final season would be determined by fate. He waved his arms in a way that meant nothing to me, but the rugby announcer said, "this means the seasons final will last six weeks from here on out, and depending on numerous factors, those six weeks may include just two games, or as many as 20, which would simply be a repeat of the main season."

The crowd went bonkers; some drunk with excitement and some drunk with outrage at this decision. But then the final question was answered: the season would start tomorrow.

As thousands in the crowd shifted from their previous state to unsupportive of such a decision, for it would mean their favorite games would not occur, there was a hush among the crowd: would the players simply refuse to play?

Despite the weight of the crowd, a few players began to move out of the crowd and into the field proper. From three large groups of people they came, and when the third group began to take longer than expected, I went down to check on them, but it turned out they were late just because they had had a longer way to walk.

As they came around the corner and walked past me, I greeted them "hello boys; glad you could join."

They too, were glad; they would be making history. I wondered how well I would be able to help them; I was to be the coach. Or perhaps just their spiritual coach or cheerleader.. They had an actual playing coach who would teach technique, and I would teach connection and spirit and such.

The time for the first game was already upon us, so we went into the stadium and tossed our 3D numbers into the corner which was actually the end zone, marked with chalk.

5:50am JST

Original version as written with eyes closed:

The main guy arrived and walked onto the rugby field as the crowd looked on with
great anticipation.  This began a new era, in which the nfinal season would be determined by fate.
He waved his arms in a way that meant nothing to me, but the rugby announcer said, "this means
the seasons final wil last six weeks from here on out, and depending on numerous factors, those six
weeks may include just two games, or as many as 20, which would be a repeat of the main
season."

The crowd went bonkers; some happ

drunk with excitement ad some drunk with outrage at this decision.  But then the final question was
answered: the sason would start tomorrow.

As thousands in the crowd shifted from their previous state to unsupportive of such a decision, for
it would mean theeir faavorite games would not occur, there was a hush among the crowd: would the
players simply refuse to play?

Despite the weight of the crowd, a few plyers began to move out of the crowd and into the field
proper.  From three large groups of people they came,  and when the third goroup began to take
longer than expected, I went down to check on them, but it turned out they were late just because
they had had a longer way to walk.

As they came aound the corner and walked past me, I greeted them "hello boys; glad you could
join."

They, too were glad; they would be making history.  I wodered how well I would be able to help
them; I was to be the coach.  Or perhaps just their spiritual coach or cheer leader..  They had an
actual playin g coach who would teach technique, and I would teach connection and spirit and such.

The time for the first game was already upon us, so we went into the stadium and tossed our 3D
numbers into the corner which was actually the endzone, marked wit chalk.

CRYing

8:32am JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

I thought last night I had a great solution for staying alert during meditation, but I just couldn't drive adrenaline into my brain this morning; just pointless stupid meditation; crying crying, why can't I do this?

I cried, slept, dreamt that I was approached by my taxi driver to star in a porn movie, and then tried meditating again around 7:30. Pointless.

Cheese bread

8:35am JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

Went downstairs for breakfast of bread with cheese (real bread, fairly real cheese) and Mario (from Austria) came down (from Juergen's old room); he was like, omg where did you get that bread?? and I went upstairs and got the bag, which I gave him.

My three slices of bread were in the toaster at the time; I woulda given him one, but they weren't ready yet.

Then he was like, "are you in a hurry or can I use the shower?"

"no, no problem; use it."

When he came back down, the toasted melty delicious bread was waiting.

"Rob?" he crept slowly into the kitchen.

"This is Sachiko..." he was carrying his um, friend on piggyback! hahahahahahaha

I think she was embarrassed to be seen, but I'm quite happy to see her here; for a long time, Ami has been the only visitor this house has had.

A bit later, Natalia (from Spain) came down and she jumped a bit when she saw me in the kitchen. She was funny, "Wow, I didn't expect to see you, like the daddy of the house, you are should be still sleeping..."

hahha; I told her about my recent sleep schedule: asleep at midnight the past two nights; awake at 6:30am yesterday; 5:30am today. Didn't tell her about the crying, though.

Gone!!, Akami

10:06am JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

I just went to Lawson in Shibuya to show Akami my shirt (she said she could make me a shirt).... and Tsunashimasan said she doesn't work there any more!!!!!

Gah!! She's been transferred to the store in Kabukicho (part of Shinjuku), which isn't all that far away, but farther than I can make in an hour. If I knew exactly where it was, and knew the route (including which train doors would stop closest to the closest station exit to her store), I could probably get there and back in one hour, but with no room to chat with Akami.

Impeach Bush, please

4:52pm JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

I'm really glad to hear about some high level calls to begin impeachment hearings for George W. Bush and Dick Cheney.

[Vaillancourt] was fairly thundering by the time that he pronounced that not only should Bush and
Cheney be impeached, but also they should be tried as war criminals in a Nuremburg style trial for
crimes against humanity. He flatly stated that the war in Iraq has provided grounds for war crimes
charges against the President and Vice President. And there was not one word of protest from a
single committee member. They may or may not support this resolution to impeach, but there seems to
be no one left with a credible argument to defend Bush/Cheney.

New canvii

9:37pm JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

Busted out of work at like 6:45 and met Ami at 7pm on Yamanote platform in Shibuya. Funny thing: as I arrived at 6:55pm, she was already there, reading her book. I snuck carefully by to the very end of the platform (246 side, so the end of the train as headed toward Harajuku) so she couldn't see me. Then, when the next train came (happened to be right at 7), I noted she checked her watch and prolly wondered why I was all but late, I joined the crowd coming off the train and was all, HI! to her as if I had just come off the train.

She was like, "what??? where were you??"

I told her the truth, and then lied that I had been in Shinagawa - no, Hammamatsucho - no, Kagoshima. Funny.

We went to Shinjuku and got several things at Seikaido: a 10% cash back card for 500 yen, 10 little canvases, and even thinner markers than the ones I used to draw "dr cutie"

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PHP frameworks

9:47pm JST Thursday 21 February 2008 (day 13847)

I imagine this will be yet another unfinished idea of mine, but for the past several months, I've been looking for a PHP framework that I like. (It used to be that I wanted a Perl framework, but I've grown fond of PHP. I still feel icky about it though; PHP is so loosey goosey!!!)

Okay, so anyway, I just set up php.robnugen.com, at which there is currently *nothing*, BUT I want to install several PHP frameworks and see if that gives me a better sense of which one I want to use for the next couple of web projects I do.

But first, dinnertime. Ami is making ramen; I'm sure she will be done sooooon.

no zzzz

3:02am JST Friday 22 February 2008 (day 13848)

Zonked out sleepin' at around 11:11pm and didn't wake up until 2am when Ami woke up all, "oops; it's 2am," and headed home.

I actually don't know how close to 2am it was, but I've been not sleeping for a while, and finally got up cause I couldn't sleep. These are some of the things that have crossed my mind:

1. My art will be shown in the bar of The Pink Cow for a month (July 2008), which, unfortunately means it will smell like smoke at the end of that month. If I'm correct about this, I'm sure won't want to take any of it back into my room at that point.

2. I bought 9 little canvii today, but they are canvas on panels of wood instead of canvas on frames, so it will be harder to hang them unless I get frames for them. Oops.

3. I should send plans to impeach Dick and Bush to Jen (from NH) and facebook.