the cry of the cicada
静けさや岩にしみ入る蝉の聲
Sorry about the delay on the last post. There was a mix-up between the mail queue and the posting program somewhere along the line. Should all be fixed now.
So the train ride was… yeah. I didn’t exactly get much sleep. Twenty minutes here, fifteen there. The old man sitting next [...]

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I’m currently somewhere between Muroran and Hakodate on my way to Morioka. Ain’t technology grand?
It is quite noisy, though, and I’ve always had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places… I’m sure I’ll pay for it tomorrow, but considering that the Morioka nightlife doesn’t sound too hopping, I can deal.
I hate packing for vacations in the spring, [...]

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Is there a word to describe death from overworking? There is, and it is 過労死, or, literally, “death from overworking.” But I digress.
So I’ve been a bit busy at work here lately. Much more so than I want to be, though that doesn’t really take much. It’s enough to make me quite fed up at [...]

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So, once again, I find myself slacking on the updates and with little to say. As mentioned previously by ma mère, yes, I did get a haircut. It looked like a sheep had been sheared by the time I left the chair. The hair is, once again, quite short, and I really don’t see that [...]

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It’s April 14th and we’ve had an inch of snow. Yay

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*tap, tap* Is this thing on?
So it’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I blame, a) my completely uninteresting lifestyle, and b) my complete lack of free time. The things that are so neat and interesting when you first arrive in a new place tend to lose their charm after a couple of years. [...]

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