end of year blues
Another day at the desk, making sure the computer doesn’t get lonely.
Did my taxes, read my book, ate a salad lunch in preparation for a swimsuit vacation, haven’t cracked my Japanese yet.
Looked at my giant pack list, which got me sort of excited, but not past the swimsuit hurdle. Ugh, why do I have to deal with this? Why can’t I just be a guy and wear trunks and have no one care anyway.
I think I’m about to go down a dangerous road of petulant stewing, so, I won’t. Going to go look longingly at the rice fields from the ivory tower of the balcony.
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