the facts
i had to work christmas eve. it was ok.
i had to work christmas day. it was ok.
i had to work boxing day. it was ok.
my brother and his girlfriend came to visit me. it was great.
i didn't have to work on new year's eve. it was ok.
i watched tv on new year's eve. it was funny.
they threw someone into lit fireworks and swimming pool full of mochi.
i ate christmas pudding on new year's day. it was fruity.
i didn't really do much with the rest of my days off. it was ok.
i went back to work. it was more of a grind than before.
everyone has the post holiday blues. that sucks.
it snowed a lot during december and it was the coldest winter in japan for 30 years.
it is now warm and i can't see any snow at all. i got an envelope in the post.
it was my electricity bill. i also got a tax bill at the end of last year.
the electricity bill was 120 percent higher that usual. the tax bill the same.
2005 has just gone. it was ok.
to the past
just finished simon schama's a history of britain part 3 again. i made notes in the margin. i used a pencil to underline the parts i thought were good and memorable quotes. i still can't get over how much i enjoyed it. i want to read more about lloyd george and the prince consort. i want to read essays by hazlitt and histories by churchill. it's the first time i've annotated a book since school. i wish i brought the other 2 with me now.
defective
i'm sitting on a throne commanding it to stop but it just doesn't listen. it pushes closer and closer. i scream for it to recede but it ignores me and starts it's slow relentless march. i close my eyes and hope that it's all a dream; all childish smoke and rubber masks. i open my eyes and know that it's too late. too bloody late. in my hands is a book by dan brown. i sigh as the sewage covers my entire body.
at work i have 15 minute breaks between lessons. it is time to plan lessons. since i've been there so long it takes me less that 5 minutes to plan a lesson. so at 4 intervals a day, it means i have 40 minutes spare. the book is called deception point. i've read the prologue (hahahaha) and the first chapter (hahahaha).
i read a review of the da vinci code. it said dan brown writes peanut butter prose. i think this is an insult to peanut butter. there is a quote on the front. the washington post says it's unputdownable. remember never to trust the book review section of the washington post. the only way it is unputdownable is if it had been dunked in superglue and someone tricked you into giving them a high 5 and instead of using their hand they used the book.
i will read it all though. someone lent it to me and there really isn't much you can do in ten minutes. you can't judge a book by the overwhelming evidence present in the first 10 pages. i hope god forgives me.
1 comment:
you sound really depressed man!! you must be excited about the prospect of uncle mingo coming to visit! im sure he'll cheer you up
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