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Birthday: 6/18/1980 Gender: Male
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Made with tracing paper, a pencil, a sharpie, scanner, Photoshop (4 or 5), and GIF Animator about 5 years ago. Flash wasn't even known back then...
Camera: Powershot S400
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 Expertise: I'm an expert at procrastination and sleeping. I can sleep anywhere anytime. Occupation: Computer related Industry: Banking/Finance
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Member Since:
9/5/2003
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| Life is picking up again...
So, life is looking a little hectic the next couple of months. Besides the projects that are currently going on, I see that my work will increase with team members going on business trips/vacations in June/July. Naturally, it happens to be around the time where I'll have to move (again), but then I have my own (first!) business trip coming up (two weeks in NY! Weee~!), so I have to time my house searching/ moving accordingly. That doesn't leave too many weekends available for me. I guess I won't be getting much sunlight either way with rainy season approaching us soon. Although looking at the amount of rain we're getting, I'm not sure if we're in it already. | | |
| Summer? ...or not?
The weather's been completely freakish the past couple of days. The weather report has been completely unreliable, (which is partially because they have a decades-old outdated weather satellite) and even the ol' look at the sky routine didn't work out this weekend. Take Saturday. Weather forecast, "Cloudy throughout the day, then rain". I look into the sky in the morning. Not a single cloud in sight. Day ends up being a scorcher (I turned another shade darker). Around 3pm, clouds suddenly roll in from nowhere, and out pours merciless sheets of rain. Several hours later, the rain past, the clouds were gone, just as quickly as they came. Ok, who's playing with the weather machine here!? This is not funny... Man, soon it'll be hot in the morning, snowing in the afternoon. | | |
| I have found that jet lag has wondrous effects in helping me wake up at odd hours, like 4 am. As this has been continuing since I got back, I quickly discovered that my conscious state has fallen to the level that barely rises above comatose. It seems that alcohol doesn't do too well in keeping me from waking up at those twilight hours, and I doubt sleeping pills will either (although I don't have any either). I think age is starting to factor in as well. 
Anyone have any tips they're willing to share to quickly get over jetlag? | | |
| Back In Japan...
Coming back to Japan, everything doesn't feel the same anymore. As I was riding a train back home at 8pm, I saw the difference already. Inside my car, everyone was dressed in a suit, going home (or drinking) with their worn out faces, only to face another day. When I was in LA, I saw parents enjoying time with their children, friends hanging out at a 7pm weekday game in Dodgers Stadium. There wasn't a single suit in sight.
I enjoy my work, or do I? I'm not so sure, looking at all the lifeless faces around me. Perhaps I'm being bought into this society conducive for work, and I haven't realized how much of my soul has been eaten away from this. I have to really think about where I am right now, where I want to go from here.
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| It's been a long time...
It's been four months since I wandered off here. I feel so... out of touch. Yet, I sit in front of the PC, just staring at the blinking cursor trying to coax me to type an awe-inspiring entry.
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Nope, ain't happening. After rummaging through my boxes of stuff that is sitting in the garage (I'm back at home for vacation), a sudden calling came to me to come back. Maybe it's all those nearly forgotten memories that just struck me wave after wave. I think that might be it.
Looking at the boxes of stuff that I had compiled over my days in school, I wonder now why I even thought of saving certain materials. It reflects how much I have changed, as the value of the same document, or same picture, or some other memorabilia changed within these three (almost four) years. Was this change for the better? Maybe I've become oriented to see things from a "corporate" perspective. I don't know if this means I've matured, or I've just become jaded by corporate society. I'm not sure to feel good about this change, or sad because I've lost something... | | |
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