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Cloudy Days

Read more of Kelsye's book last night and ended up not getting to do a crossword puzzle because it was too late. It's one of those dangerous books that're divided into really small sections and you think, "Oh, I'll just read one more chapter," and you end up reading half the book (which I did).

I think the cover for her book, combined with the title, is hilarious. It's called "Anticipation."

See? I told you it was funny. ^_^

I was talking with a student in class yesterday, and he explained to me that he had been researching "taboo words" in English. He came across "You cunt," and wanted to know how bad it was. Got a big laugh out of that one. He also wanted to know if it mattered whether you said it to a man or a woman. No. It doesn't matter. It's equally bad. I was just surprised he had found that in the first place.

Turns out that Tsu is a huge fan of The Carpenters. Why am I not surprised?

I'm wearing one of my news bras today--I got a bunch in the States over the break (and before you ask, yes, I am small enough upstairs to be able to wear Japanese bras, but, no, I don't wear them because every single freaking one is coated in lace and it's uncomfortable)--and it's my first bra in years that doesn't have any padding. And I love it. My shirt doesn't hang out 3 inches in front of me and you can see how much weight I've lost. I feel tiny all over because I'm tiny upstairs. Score one for the flat girl!!!

Note I wrote to myself in the middle of class today: Cloudy days good because you can touch the sky like God does--comfortable and powerful and safe in your strength. The infinite can be grasped. Sounds like hocus-pocus to me....

The time is
ACTION! [insert cuffed wingding hand pointing up]

We get tomorrow off, thankfully. I WILL draw something good tomorrow. Don't think I'll go to Osaka, but I will definitely draw something worth posting in here. It's been a long time since I've posted something I actually drew....

Turns out the chest pain I've had for the past two weeks hasn't been my heart at all. It's been heartburn. I figured that out two nights ago when I was lying on my side in bed, doing a word puzzle, and a wave of stomach acid splashed up into my nasal passages. Having just about anything up your nose is painful, but getting acid in your nose really takes pain to a new level. It took a LONG TIME to go away. A long time. This, boys and girls, is what you get for being bulimic when you were 15 years old and had emotional problems and thought that anything over 127 was fat. Now I'm about 10 pounds heavier than that and I have acid up my nose (not *that* kind of acid). I used to make fun of the stupid "acid reflux disease" commercials. That's what compulsive eaters get. Or so I thought. I know it's stress-related, but, damn, how many stress-related problems are out there? How many more do I have to come down with before they kill me? Jeez. Guess there's nothing to do but suck down antacids all day and hope for the best.

I'm sure there was more to write, but I forgot what it was. [Per usual.]

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