It's day two in a row!!! Amazing! Well, working my long hours have become a major staple now... and it's a MAJOR differentiation between home life and work life. Being home is like recooperation time... and work time is just all out. The difference is just an absolute paradox. Lounging in my bath reading a magazine while drinking beer. Doesn't get better than this sometimes... but it's mainly because it's gotten really cold with little warning. It's -- in my definition -- one of the best ways to stave off the cold... while having a cold. (Yes, I'm currently losing to Bronchial inflammation... just went to doctor today). Perhaps there's little logic in this thought process, but at least my coughs go away long enough to sleep (ooh... this sounds bad), but nonetheless, the relaxation moments are good.

Aside my boring daily life, (or should I say, personal life... if it exists at all), it's gotten to a point where I find little time to venture with old friends. I still make way with a few, but I must honestly say that I miss those large gatherings which we once had. Somethings...

As a final weather report in closing... the weather here sucks. I really feel like singing -- instead of my usual humming -- the London bridge is Falling Down. Really no reason other than the fact that my wild mood swings are really torn apart by the outside weather of glood. Yes. The outside weather of gloom in comparison to the stagnant office air that I breathe in everyday. Ahhhhh.... there's nothing better than office air. Dry, stale, and de-oxygenated. Nothing like that good ol' office air.

In regards to the weather, I'm getting a lot of crap from other departmental people. Japanese traditionalism that is... and it all boiled down to the fact that I used my California "hi" to an old Japanese dame in email. RESPECT!!! Eugene-san... You're not Japanese!!! This woman proclaimed. She stated YOU ARE AN AMERICAN!!!! I said, alas... fair woman!!! I am both!!! Just look at me and hear my voice on my voice mail machine... you will never figure what I am but all shall be revealed upon my visible profile!!! She said, no child.... You are an American. (of course, this comes from a third person who actually hears the crap and forewarns me for the fifth time to ignore the crap, but at least be considerate). So... I've now been told that I am an American. Time to go sing my Bruce springsteen tune... "Born in the USA!!!"... or is it nowadays... some Alanis song? don't know. I'm just a '90s American boy. ;P