hafu

ooook, till i get my next paycheck, i have my account to shut down next time it wants to roll around. that way it doesnt suck up some useable d.c. metro money. i need money to get to work more than i need boobies... yeah. blastfamous. i know. but it will all work out in the end. and the less SG that i miss, the more hunky dory that i will feel.

ive been rather independent and singular lately.. and not minding it too much. while i would love someone in the sheets with me... its almost as if its not that big of a deal right now.

i went out into alexandria and georgetown just to relax on my day off. Rolling Thunder was going on and my love for motorcycles was peaking an all time high interest. i need my motorcycle licence.. NOW! i want it now damn it! *temper tantrum*

just ordered some pad thai from the local thai resturant. i cant wait for the deliciousness.

4 out of the 5 days of the week, i was forced to get up at 4am for work. that just isnt right.... its sucking the energy right out of me. no more working thursday morning...



that is a bag i bought online. isnt it perty? i have an idea where i am going to display my ancestrial pride of japanese and irish sides by sewing on/ ironing on patches of the japanese and irish flags. yeah... ironning on an american flag would make more sense... patriotically... but i just dont feel the love for my own country like i do for my birth nations... i am the traitor of the country.