Most of the Sanyo crew in Gifu have deserted. Just me and
Shirley left. It’s getting lonely. During John’s last days, he stayed
in my room. When he left, I ended up with his chair and extra futon
(amongst other things). Jony knew what comfort was, and how important
it is; I, however, do not. After sitting in the Jony Chair, and
sleeping on a double futon’d bed, there is no way I could go back. Wow.
Thanks, John. š
My latest timeholes involve syncing (of some form) with my Zaurus and
my Laptop, and looking at “album,” and trying to organize a year’s
worth of photos. Oi. I’ve barely even started packing…. More to come,
later.
(Of course, this LJ will probably disappear when I leave Japan,
anyways. Forever. For good.)