a hiatus of inconceivable proportions

well, in fact, i shall conceive of its proportions now: the earth has completed a revolution around the sun, and then some.

so the proportions are surely cosmic.

much has transpired. many skin cells have been shed, and others have folded over in their place, to lend their post-mortem shells to the effort of shielding my pink dermis from the ultraviolet war reigning all around me.

in other news, i have a girlfriend (mocchan) i love very much. and live in oakland. and have a job. and have learned to fly.

the last sentence is clearly a lie, but it does not stand out significantly among the other previously inconceivable statements. well, living in oakland is hardly a triumph. but two of the "vicious circles" have been clipped, and lay now as lines extending into some future.

balance beams? or vicious snakes? no, no. simple, one-dimensional lines. but the being that treads them is multi-dimensional, and that's what matters. multi- meaning three.

started a japanese blog: tanukifire.blogger.com

not writing pretty much anything for more than a year has taken its toll, i think. i've been thinking slowly sometimes, and making unforgivable mistakes in word usage. time to crack open those books, and get those fingers typing! because this time, it's to save my brain from becoming goo.

like a hermit crab with no shell, drying rapidly in the harsh sun, legs cracking and brittle, awaiting the inevitable gull: so is my brain.

and the worst part is, the gull has no idea how disappointing his meal will be. he might even choke to death, or at the very least scratch his throat.

well, it's gonna be different from now on. i miss the mysterious pleasure of publishing journal entries to an indifferent unreadership. call it therapy. or madness.