July 20th, 2003
Koukaishimasu yo.
In the words of the immortal blur, “this is a low.” Chalk up another loss for the overzealous gaijin in a land where perhaps he doesn’t belong. I don’t feel like being unambigous right now, so I’ll just say for those parties privy to the Rusty of old (which recently appears quite infrequently…whether that’s a bad thing of a good thing), that two of the leading knuckles on my right hand are showing more than a little blood.
I try. I try everyday. If I don’t try, one of two things happens: 1) I lose my job, or 2) I go on a spree of self-negligence and wanton destruction. Either way, I’d probably lose my visa in 3-4 weeks and find myself guilty of illegal residence and subsequent deportation.
Ha. Life rules because it sucks.
