June 9th, 2006
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The people have spoken, and who am I to deny them?
Apparently all of the devout petitioning my loyal readers have been making to the nyuukokukanrikyoku (immigration office) has finally paid off. Be you native or overseas, the benevolent and equal opportunity-minded folks with the Japanese department of visa extensions has heard your fervent pleas and granted me an extension for another three-year stay in the exotic island country of Nippon. Of course since I have deep thespian roots, you know I can’t possibility let my adoring fans down and march off without an encore. So I guess the “Must Read DV” is going to be coming at you two-three times a week for the next twelve seasons or so. Who knows, we may even get a tiny budget upgrade and score some enhanced visual effects with dancing puppets for the summer sweeps.
Minnie and I are flattered to find the demand for us overseas is still going strong.
In any case, this is a day for celebrating, if only I felt up to it. Instead I feel lethargic, run over, and in general pancake-ish. Still no motivation to tackle Sin, still no motivation to overhaul the dusty wallpaper here. I’m just… so… bleah. And I get to work this weekend, because I can’t port a graphics engine fast enough. Huzzah! What a dinger.
Well… you’re normal, you have time on your hands (you have time to check up on me), go out tonight and do something to celebrate for me. Have a beer. See a baseball game. Buy some oven mitts. Meet your soul mate. Conceive a child. Name it after me.
