Well I am a liar, as I said I would update more frequently and I have had more than five emails telling me "no you haven't." and so, I am sorry. Loser, I am.

But you simply don't understand the internet in the fucking country. Once I have written a long long long post, get it all in order, there is no possible way that it is going to be published properly. And so, once I write something, and have it erased, I am not so willing to pour it all out again. There. Excuse recorded.

In the world of the bizarre, not much is new. Work is keeping me busy. As I mentioned, I had suits made for work and wore them this week. There is a different color for every day of the week, except Thursday which is freestyle (bathing suit? white mask and a black cape a la Scream movies?) And every day this week I have been cooed over for wearing the uniform and being told how appropriate I am dressed, and the new shoes I bought that have brought tears to my eyes every day this week because they are so uncomfortable, well, they are perfect. And so I sweat, a lot, in suits made of Canada and worn in 35 degree heat, but at least I fit in. (Don't we all just want to be accepted? --> sense the saracasm.) It's fine when I am in a class, because they are airconditioned, but the halls and going to lunch make me want to go to the airport and go home.

In other news, Rin started work on Wednesday. While this is supposed to be a happy time, as we are now a DINK couple, it is actually quite terrible. In fact, I would rather have my fingernails peeled off one by one in minus 10 weather than have him work. He leaves for work at 6:30 am, takes a motorbike taxi, boat, bus, another motorbike and then gets a ride with a friend, works, does it all in reverse, and gets home around 8:00pm. It's miserable. While before perhaps he problem was that we had too much time together, now, when he gets home we have dinner, I either go get my hair done or clean, etc., and then we are in bed by 10:00. I don't like this life. I am not here to live to work, I am working to live. And now he is taken away all the time, with one day off, and me having no days off, we will never see each other. And making money, but who the hell is going to spend it? We will never be able to go out to dinner together...go shopping. There are things we planned to buy, but when can we go together to get them? It's terrible. Work, it's a bad idea. I suggest only one person works...one schedule to work around. Yes, I'm sure that's the best idea.

Also, I had an email from my mother today telling me Pops (her father) isn't doing well. A lot of you knew he was not doing so well for, well, the past five years, but now he has been diagnosed with bladder cancer, and they don't seem to think he is strong enough to go through Chemo...so we shall see. I wish I could be at home for things like this. I really miss everyone...

Unfortunately, while there were a couple more points, I have a date to have my photo taken for the website here, but I will try and fill in the points later. Miss you all...