delihound

i am home. and it is good.

however, i'm so jet-lagged and foggy-brained that i am not sure if this is reality or if japan was some dream. everything is familair and foregin at the same time.

and to come into the detroit airport... i looked aroung and was like, "damn! americans are fat, and badly dressed."

I got a good welcome home, though. in case anyone was wondering, icantplayguitar is the shiz-nit. And the doggys were happy to see me. Ahhh... my little family.

now i just have to get a job i am for the first time ever, really, reallly, unemployed. I can't think about it too much at this exact moment or i will start to panic.

hi ho hi ho....