tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54867702011-12-30T17:11:59.385-08:00thoughts of a (not so) isolated foreignerkurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comBlogger1711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-28295092165080556662011-12-30T17:09:00.000-08:002011-12-30T17:11:59.394-08:00

Twitter Stole My Life.

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-31473437958299399762011-06-19T10:50:00.000-07:002011-06-19T11:06:09.563-07:00

When you're young and healthy you feel immortal, like nothing could destroy you. If you manage to live without any near-death situations, time itself and the ravages of it force you to face death no matter how healthy you might be. You start to know in your bones life is not forever. With that acceptance comes a strange peace of mind. It's probably all about hormones but i hope a little bit of

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-57585199426295790512011-05-06T18:06:00.000-07:002011-05-06T18:17:02.504-07:00

I started this fun time playhouse a long time ago. i let it change my life.Now i'm reading and writing fucking jokes and anecdotes when i could be making homemade ice cream, quilting or writing a letter. I gather some tweeps have passed by here with mention of Marc Maron, always and forever my repatriator crutch. Still trying to repatriate...jesus fucking christ ...oh never mind.

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-20513994498110434972011-04-22T17:08:00.000-07:002011-04-22T17:13:13.217-07:00

What the fuck...i am so good at playing the game i scare/convince myself. But the dreams don't go away. I know i have my world by the balls, no matter how small they may be. Reality is my unfortunate friend...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-52141519223021921002011-03-29T14:06:00.000-07:002011-03-29T14:11:14.776-07:00

I can't put it off another year, if i don't go back to Japan for a while I can kiss my sanity good-bye. I can't even talk about it in my head anymore. Waaah!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-65165116714840252562011-03-29T14:01:00.000-07:002011-03-29T14:06:25.535-07:00

I got a little sugar, and a cookie too! The sweet scent of your hippy juice is still lingering...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-6416381154710066312011-02-18T19:05:00.000-08:002011-02-18T19:11:08.989-08:00

When you embrace your inner awfulness, your awfulness embraces you...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-14097958919741510602011-01-19T20:51:00.000-08:002011-01-19T20:55:18.881-08:00

I've been too busy to write you a note so I am working on a long letter!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-81823511227893877752011-01-11T14:05:00.000-08:002011-01-11T14:09:20.453-08:00

It is snowing and or snowy most of this winter. It's cold but pretty so I just can't complain...Thank modern technology for central heating!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-30166284941325450162010-12-21T19:31:00.000-08:002010-12-21T19:57:36.075-08:00

I skated my ass off for a year, put off trying out way past when i should have,and injured my knee when i finally did..(some kind of torn cartilage..arghhhh!)But jeezus was try-outs one of the funnest skates of my life! Back to some recreationalskating that fulfills in more ways than one...I love you two!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-20212338010925478522010-02-12T14:38:00.000-08:002010-02-12T14:50:19.903-08:00

We are in the blocking/hitting phase of derby camp.... yippee!!!! Not defeated in the least, well aware of my limitations and working on improving them... think I am past the "one skate at a time" phase. But still a little scared to get drafted into the league!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-62938896869208515712009-09-02T12:13:00.000-07:002009-09-02T12:18:06.394-07:00

So what's next? Have to skate and see!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-74317389055775540622009-08-11T15:05:00.000-07:002009-09-02T12:19:30.761-07:00

This place is more fun than a skating rink! Thanks to all Dj's for streams I love to just leave on! Playing and listening to music is about all i do in here these days anyway, it's fun to see so many other folks doing the same thing:) We are pack animals afterall. Running with the pack,packrat, etc... First derby camp the end of the month, don't know how tough I am but Seabee has talked me

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-3826281870878875532009-06-06T09:07:00.000-07:002009-06-06T09:21:09.895-07:00

I was kinda surprised when Seabee sent me an e-mail saying she wanted to join the roller derby. I really didnt even know there was any derby anymore, but there is, and it's new and it's growing for sure! Wish I wasnt so old, I would join in a heartbeat:) Well anyway, we started going roller skating. Something I lived for when I was a little kid and teeny bop. I hadnt roller skated in 35 years!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-89862608286694753332008-11-30T13:25:00.000-08:002008-11-30T13:30:09.495-08:00

I know i really shouldnt listen to this....

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-18954530838823131802008-11-09T07:17:00.000-08:002008-11-09T07:20:03.194-08:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-60629273419749527872008-11-08T16:54:00.000-08:002008-11-08T16:56:57.905-08:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-64015315671294839772008-11-03T14:18:00.000-08:002008-11-03T14:26:04.610-08:00

The lock on my bloglip is about to come unhinged, the bastard neo-cons are FINALLY about to lose. One morning in March, i woke up and told M. his Hillary was not gonna be the nominee, no matter how good she is at what she does. I told him Obama not only was gonna be the nominee, but he was gonna get the presidency! Well, on the eve of this historical day, i just have to say to the next honest

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-73198965251598823382008-10-13T13:56:00.001-07:002008-10-13T14:11:47.047-07:00

Life goes on with a little no budget fun here and there: http://bloomingulchmonsterproject.blogspot.com Trying to find why if at all having roots even matters. With no kids, i mean, who cares whati do anyway? The whole "me" thing is pretty insignificant. Trying to understand "無心" sure doesnt get me any closer to understanding, but painting kind of does. I keep doing that, i stopped

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-10063817415275112282008-04-08T13:52:00.000-07:002008-04-08T13:55:14.522-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-68695098959765627942008-04-07T13:50:00.000-07:002008-04-07T13:56:58.562-07:00

Oh where oh where has my alien gone, Oh where oh where can he be? Has he gone to galaxies far and beyond, Oh where oh where can he be.... Seriously though, you just dropped of the face of the earth! I have sent dozens of mails, including a snailer, had dreams of despair trying to talk to you! Would you PULEEZE let me know you are out there somewhere, You are a big Kahuna in my puny life, grace

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-38405970832210807782008-03-17T14:39:00.000-07:002008-03-17T14:52:37.171-07:00

Hey Jin! How are you? I wish I still had some of your drawings, but I could only find one of Shimon's! I hope you are fine! Please send an e-mail soon! Bye! krisinizu@netscape.net

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-72475353832954227852008-03-17T14:33:00.000-07:002008-03-17T14:38:26.884-07:00

But mice don't... it's the year of the rat, if i don't cash in my chips this year I may never get another chance! Totally swallowed whole by whiteman world... AAGHHH!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-68997536685965169052007-09-18T14:31:00.000-07:002007-09-18T14:35:35.986-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-57765324103639046612007-06-06T09:03:00.000-07:002007-06-06T09:05:02.198-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-19310746402400843312007-06-03T12:12:00.001-07:002007-06-03T12:13:56.053-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-51733022986333172582007-05-28T15:24:00.002-07:002007-05-28T15:29:42.825-07:00

I have sat on my writing hands for a loooong time, but not the painting hands. The writing hands spill out way too fast with emotion and STUFF, but the painting hand is so much more subtle. A real discovery of the self, in it's weird, unique, boring, mundane manifestation....

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-89198707774872718282007-05-28T15:24:00.001-07:002007-05-28T15:24:15.630-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1168291767786666902007-01-08T13:28:00.000-08:002007-01-08T13:54:09.026-08:00

If the little critter is any indication, it should be a fast moving year, and no room for putsing around! Lord knows i need to put an end to my own putsy dysfunctional procrastination. No more crying, no more private pity parties! I will try to get my boar bristles up and toughen the old skin from the craziness out in the world, i have been on a real roll (not a bun!) of "the world is just too

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1167164740865013162006-12-26T12:20:00.000-08:002006-12-26T12:25:40.880-08:00

I know i shouldnt gloat, but pride fills the believers chest! The cyber-gods found the right pilgrim to bestow rewards upon, i never could have have shelled out for this replacement! I take back all the nasty remarks Mr. Jobs! Praise be the Cybers!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1159999681043412292006-10-04T15:05:00.000-07:002006-10-04T15:08:01.056-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1158523577956037942006-09-17T13:00:00.000-07:002006-09-17T13:06:17.966-07:00

あまり日本の景色に恋しくて、 絵をかくことしかできない。。。

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1157392205785796382006-09-04T10:44:00.000-07:002006-09-04T10:50:05.800-07:00

I have never seen the show, cuz i think folks like that (see grizzly man) are bent on being famous at the expense of some wild critter. No matter how much goody-two-shooing you do in the name of the environment, you get the punishment what fit the crime!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1149637657016354992006-06-06T16:34:00.000-07:002006-06-06T16:47:37.060-07:00

Seems like all i am doing is working and painting, seems like i have to force myself to do both. The painting is fun but when i am tired from work it is kinda hard! Having fun having hard having work but no money! I dont really have to force myself though, i feel blessed to be able to do either so i have only complaints of tired and sore. The jap homesick isnt getting any better, stay tuned on

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1145295228738377142006-04-17T09:55:00.000-07:002006-04-17T10:33:50.046-07:00

With that title i should leave a whole blank post but the absence of much writing is just the point. I love VAGINA MITE so much, i think of writing to her every post, she is so funny and honest and all the things that make a great writer. She makes me so homesick for my aussie friends...choke choke... but the point is she fucking writes! I have looked around a lot for personal blogs that are

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1144099237138322212006-04-03T14:19:00.000-07:002006-04-03T14:20:37.153-07:00

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1142900557441214962006-03-20T15:31:00.000-08:002006-03-20T16:22:37.510-08:00

there has been so much happening in my everyday life i cant keep up with it. on the surface it doesnt seem like a whole lot of activity compared to the way some people run, (i sure am glad i'm still managing to sneek through life without having to drive a car!) but the mental plane is so full i can barely get it off the ground! i cant decide if painting is therapeutic or stressful yet, but i

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1141854985511189032006-03-08T13:53:00.000-08:002006-03-08T13:56:25.523-08:00

I knew this was a pretty good town when i was startled by a group of cranes flying over! What a great bird, such a cool elegant way of doing just about everything...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1140049116733210942006-02-15T16:11:00.000-08:002006-02-15T16:18:36.746-08:00

How could anybody ever get pleasure from killing something so gentle and sweet as a little bird...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1138819543257131942006-02-01T10:37:00.000-08:002006-02-01T10:48:34.983-08:00

I just dont know where to begin to express my deep sorrow at the shape of the world today. I thought stuff was fucked up so bad in japan it truly drove me crazy on a daily basis. I pined for the simpler fucked-upedness of us stupid barbarians. Well, now i am not so sure anymore. I just cant keep up with the lies of this guy so i think this site should help. Gratitude to hard-working lie

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1138397632068507532006-01-27T13:16:00.000-08:002006-01-27T13:33:52.113-08:00

I am so glad to hear from C. that words fail me. I needed it so bad, and from the contents of her letter so did she. I am blessed to have her friendship, she was there for me in more ways than one and stretched out her weary hand to me again. Honestly i wasnt sure if she really wanted to hear from me again. The old man would have my head on a platter, but then he is a total whacko, i dont care

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1136494890001458732006-01-05T13:01:00.000-08:002006-01-05T14:49:16.453-08:00

開けましておめでとう！ It's the year of the dog, a good year to align loyalties and and have faith in them!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1135538824251507422005-12-25T11:22:00.000-08:002005-12-25T11:29:01.496-08:00

It's wet but it's white!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1134773790028993892005-12-16T14:44:00.000-08:002005-12-16T14:58:28.760-08:00

i really just feel like whining, i am sick of loss. i am sick of going without the simplest things, (but am still basking in central heating:). but the loss thing is so painful i cant even seem to write about it. from a letter full of it to a great radio show i listen to the podcast of while i am working. i spent the summer painting her picture and now she is dead. why didnt he call me? i just

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1133215773111365002005-11-28T14:09:00.000-08:002005-11-28T14:20:20.950-08:00

These days when i sit to write something here its like i am supposed to be positive or something. I am supposed to be happy and shit. except there seems to be so many times its shit. not resolvong and running away mad. that was dumb. I just ran i know, I knew it was dumb then, but i put myself in such a tight position from the get-go. I try to own it and then i find myself trying to own it all

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1132969028879322282005-11-25T17:27:00.000-08:002005-11-26T13:28:05.236-08:00

As i got the busy holiday week going helping people get their houses in order i was listening to Jerry Springer on the radio (thank god for podcasting, they would save my mental ass if i was overseas!) and he talked about November 20th is a day of remembrance for some special people. I had to think how i owe deep thanks to a very special person who inspired me more than anyone i never met

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1132168296820400262005-11-16T11:03:00.000-08:002005-11-16T11:11:36.836-08:00

I got pretty used to wild weather in Japan with regular typhoons in your face every year, but I haven't adjusted very well to the weather here. It isn't easy when it goes from twisters to flurries in 12 hours!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1130692452362431852005-10-30T09:11:00.000-08:002005-10-30T09:17:18.093-08:00

Thanks go to John, for causing me to fire up the moviemaking buzz...May you rest in the arms of the Beloved, you reminded me of Him!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1129762646586255582005-10-19T15:39:00.000-07:002005-10-19T15:57:27.300-07:00

N. sez to me today, "You cut your hair really short! Now you can look good in dangly earrrings" Yeah, right. I do have one pierced ear, another story on that one, but danglies!? Granted, she doesnt know me at all, i just maintain her house and yard/garden but do i really look like a dangly earring girl in M.'s dirty old BDU's? What a sight that would be, weedwhacking and branch cutting in

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1129592128354770512005-10-17T16:11:00.000-07:002005-10-17T16:35:30.680-07:00

I finally cut it off, i hate hair, but i hate having it cut by a stranger even more. But i let being pissed off at nothing drive me to finally do it. Of course it is a chop job, i mean chop chop all over my head, poorly shaped looking more like herman munster...ugh... but the shit is gone and for that i am grateful! after looking like a tired old hippy amy goodman body count reporter for

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1128108192021839232005-09-30T12:15:00.000-07:002005-09-30T12:23:12.026-07:00

I bitch about needing "forest time" but the hedgerow along the back of the house has a nice variety of wildlife to keep my nature lover bone tickled!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1128006334181214272005-09-29T07:45:00.000-07:002005-09-30T12:25:13.070-07:00

Sometimes it really does, i hadnt been out in the forest for so long even though it was an agenda i whined about quite a bit. Not the forest so much as a body of water. After living within a stones throw of the ocean for almost my whole adult life, i feel this awful gut pang to be near it. i guess it isnt the ocean so much as a body of water. i loved that lake then and i love it now. I guess it

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1127944043271652842005-09-28T14:28:00.000-07:002005-09-29T07:45:01.273-07:00

no matter how i try to push forward i am stuck in first. wheels turning fast but gaining little or no ground. so much mental energy spent on all the wrong things. i spend so much time developing a sense of empathy just to end up drowning in tears about shit that has nothing to do with me or anybody i even remotely know. knowing too much about what goes on sucks, but i am like a creep at an

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1123854570872147322005-08-12T06:47:00.000-07:002005-08-17T15:26:31.606-07:00

When they say inspiration comes from above, they werent kidding!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1123336687018811772005-08-06T06:48:00.000-07:002005-08-06T07:07:47.206-07:00

My daddy was one and my man was too. A very brave and honored group of men. Deepest sympathies to all families and friends of these heroes...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1123165659717528592005-08-04T07:20:00.000-07:002005-08-04T07:27:39.723-07:00

i guess i have been dealing with this and it has got me all plugged up. Just looking hoping waiting for the right purgative but been afraid to poop it up here. JUST AFRAID OF IT ALL ANYWAY! (how did that cap lock button get pushed?!?!)

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1118686478118024332005-06-13T10:40:00.000-07:002005-06-13T11:16:17.816-07:00

there's no shortage of real news out there, but after all those years of news isolation, i realize fully that the tabloid news is as equally important to the people of the world, be they the object of the tabloid news or the consumer. tabloid-style coverage gives the common person a chance to see that the "rich and powerful" are just shallow schmucks like everybody else. surely it is part of

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1117931192426825962005-06-04T15:16:00.000-07:002005-06-04T20:08:18.033-07:00

Body getting pushed to the max lately,...! Not good on the road when you get a puker migraine but i made it out the other side by morning, Moving my favorite customer up to Michigan is a chance to do something for them before they go. Had to force myself not to get closer to thier kids cuz i can't handle the loss. Too many of them to count by coming here. Last day for them here in town is next

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1115866686427475832005-05-11T19:47:00.000-07:002005-05-11T20:29:02.280-07:00

a year and a few months have me feeling a lot like i dont know if i can stay here forever. the heat finally on! can walk down the street and sweat! and from actual solar heat, not body heat from too many clothes. down moments have me feeling like doing a kevin, but m. assures me its only anxiety patterns too long in the carving. still, the whole bible thumping shit irks me. got me longing for

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1113085082214030852005-04-09T07:37:00.000-07:002005-04-09T16:44:48.246-07:00

i couldnt help wonder why the holy catholic father, laid in state in and dignity for the entire world to see, had his shoes on. it would be nice to see him looking comfortable now that he has found his maker. but somehow the site of the poor man wearing shoes just didnt sit right. words fail me... パオロさま、おつかれさまでした。本当に、人間のために、 よくはたらいてくれて、　心からありがとう。 おつやに、ずっと靴がはいたまま。。。みずらかった！ christianの死は，わからない。日本で、

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1111964148362364572005-03-27T14:52:00.000-08:002005-03-27T15:04:01.560-08:00

this guy is a first for me, but i am always on the lookout. the tokugawa monkeys have been properly butchered. thank you masa!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1111893710423612882005-03-26T19:10:00.000-08:002005-03-26T19:21:50.426-08:00

i knew it was only a matter of time before i got a smack of reality, that egomaniac crybabies are to be found everywhere. i was caught a bit off guard since i tried so hard to make her happy, and she tells me she cried cuz all her shit was in bags... superwoman complex i know about, my own mama had it till it ruined her one day. when the ego pedestal was jerked out from under her she collapsed.

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1111464083816782962005-03-21T19:34:00.000-08:002005-08-17T15:18:44.956-07:00

また、あなたのことが海鮮病のような痒いんだよ！ 思い出しやすいずら。。。かきたいけど、かくと、 もっと我慢できにくくなるよ！昨日、心の不安が stimulateされて、この野郎！おまえさんのせで。。。 ちょこっと、breakdownしたんだ。 M。は、”びっくりしないよ。ほうかの やつにさけんでいることがわかったから、 だいじょぶよ！その不安は、すこしずつ、 弱くなるよ。。。” ありがとう。。。M。。。 指先また、やけどしたんだ！この間、 bleachで、こんかい、お風呂場のタイルのgroutを なおしながら、しごとしながら気をつけないと、ばかだ！

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1110596579675710772005-03-11T18:56:00.000-08:002005-03-12T21:03:04.703-08:00

しんじられないけど、日本からはなれて、 まる一年たった。恋しいきもちがなくならない。 いなくてさびしいけど、いると、さびしい。。。 it's hard to believe, one year has passed since i stepped off the plane. a fast wonderful year. very productive. full in a way it never has been. and empty in a way. leaving japan was a major step. i made it. not without help, but i made it. i am still really mad. some day i won't be, but it aint today. everytime i think of Y., the

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1110493917920994102005-03-10T14:10:00.000-08:002005-03-10T14:31:57.923-08:00

あまり心は落ち着くまで時間がかかったんだ。 今でも毎日涙がぽろぽろでる。 話ながら、Y。のことけっこでる。。。 intimateとemotionalの人間かんけいに不器用な人が多いだから。。。 おれも勉強中けど、命かけるんだよ！ Y。さん、なんで、ぼくたちの命を捨てちゃったんかい？！？！？ ”そうでもないよ！”　と言うな！ 今でも言うっているんですか！？ （まだ、怒り心だ！:(....)

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1108143933061461482005-02-11T09:44:00.000-08:002005-02-11T09:45:33.063-08:00

time to get scratching!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1099406400133355892004-11-02T06:18:00.000-08:002004-11-02T06:40:00.133-08:00

it has been a long wait for this one. like most major events of my life, the circumstances surrounding a marked event elude me but the event takes place nonetheless. i never in my wildest dreams could have pictured myself going to vote with the man of my dreams on my arm. but i 'knew' i would be going there today, in person, to cast my opposition to the neocon regime. i could have bashed that

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1097351547018613142004-10-09T12:32:00.000-07:002004-10-09T12:52:27.020-07:00

whew! its been awhile! and here i sit at a new keyboard! didnt expect the bitch to die that fast, but it is funny, just as we get settled in, the damn storage emptied,(the ssssstorage...grrr.... that gets its own entry!) and ready to get rolling with life my computer died. congestive hard drive failure. well, with a grand of guilt money from my mother, (the first money she has ever given me as

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1090805469092415072004-07-25T17:40:00.000-07:002004-07-25T18:31:09.093-07:00

if there is an 'alternative' of something, wait long enuf and it will be mainstream. everybody longs to be 'cool', 'unique', innovative...cutting edge... but when everybody starts doing it, whatever 'it' may be,it's no longer cool, its for the masses. when i was a kid it was hippies. but after a few years, every housewife from boston to boise was wearing bell bottoms and love beads. the

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1090603171006067502004-07-23T10:11:00.000-07:002004-07-23T10:19:31.006-07:00

well, i was all ready to jump in here with both feet and blogger goes and upgrades everything leaving poor little me to stir in festering frustration juices. well, just like geek guru black bastard told me, its ALWAYS human error. hehehe.... by the way BB, where are you? ZXCVBNM!!!!!?????????!!!!!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1088953656403658902004-07-04T06:47:00.001-07:002004-07-04T08:07:36.403-07:00

well, bremer's gone, the folder was changed from blue to green... (or was it the other way around?) there was a hint of sarcasm in I.'s voice when he said, "so now we are liberated..." but he has hope, we have hope... what else can we have? why did they let the pimp whore open his mouth any more than to state his name? he should have been dressed in shackles and orange coveralls! dear

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1088148641470563542004-06-25T00:15:00.000-07:002004-06-25T00:32:17.000-07:00

we had our party! it was good, i dont remember much, i guess you never do, or you remember what you didnt do... the great thing was the almost total lack of stress. it was a day we planned since last summer, even lightening knocking out the power wasnt gonna put a damper on the day! speaking of, man, i missed those midwestern summer days and nights of boom boom and flash! looks like ol'

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1086673311969751722004-06-07T22:21:00.000-07:002004-06-07T22:41:51.970-07:00

i guess i always come in here with the intention of saying nothing. a noble thought indeed, when the blogosphere is a prettty busy place for people who have a whooole lot to say. i think back to my 'who cares' phase. actually, a philosphy i ended up adopting as a survival tool in the jungles of izu. if you really think anybody cares, think again, cuz they dont. you are lucky if you can meet

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1085471120032448202004-05-24T23:13:00.000-07:002004-05-25T00:45:20.033-07:00

wow... its nice, its really nice to be busy having such a good life in love, that you find yourself with a permanent grin in those moments when you arent really 'thinking' anything... going through the motions of daily life. i am still pinching myself and thanking the gods and goats and geese and ganders for conspiring to bring us together. i started out writing this to get out my rants and

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1084032262870463462004-05-08T09:03:00.000-07:002004-05-08T09:07:38.153-07:00

we made it... by the grace of gods goats or gorillas, we sit here now, in the same room, in the same country, in the same clothes, yeah, we can share clothes....:) stepping into his arms was as we knew it would be, like stepping into a second skin, a homing pigeon finally come back to roost...our other halves!!! he has been home long enough now to be able to keep his cool in a line at

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1078488661706619902004-03-05T03:53:00.000-08:002004-03-05T04:13:12.686-08:00

your birthday has past, my stuffed shipped out on your birthday. the first of the month has past, watched 'edodegozaru' for the last time last night, cuz its under the one week mark! chatting to you for six seven eight nine hours a day... you sed today it will be so good to have no time delay, no phone line between us. truer words were never spoken. you move me to tears with your gentleness

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-107780150627508382004-02-26T04:50:00.000-08:002004-02-26T05:20:29.250-08:00

well, im gonna get barbs till the last second. i cant pack the shakuhachi (bamboo flute) so need to post it. (its too long for the box size i chose, so's my ukulele.) he sez, 'well you sure have a lot of toys. why dont you try to master one thing and stick to it?' is there something wrong with multitasking your hobbies? m. sez just today, we have lots of toys...hurray for fun!

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1077717270247587962004-02-25T05:42:00.000-08:002004-02-25T05:56:31.686-08:00

well, a break from the kris show, sean is shipping out for baghdad tomorrow. i cant believe it really, when it seems like everybody is coming home, but i know that just aint so, its just a rotation and he just happened to be on rotation number two...well dear sarah, buzz me anytime, i know what its like honey, and its not fun. and its not something to go through alone. he will be okay. got

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1077629607293669552004-02-24T05:22:00.000-08:002004-02-24T05:35:28.013-08:00

thanks for getting a phoneline in babe. staying connected even if you are sleeping makes it just a little easier to bear... r. sez the last days are the longest and hardest... aint it the truth...man i had to be on the other side of the bloody planet, didnt i... your sleeping when im awake when im sleeping youre awake.... well, in 16 days we will wake up the same bed, set the same alarm, eat

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1077543646979519102004-02-23T05:25:00.000-08:002004-02-23T05:42:46.610-08:00

well, another 24 hours down and how many more to go... the dawn came with chilly wind and blue skies, sending the little spring peepers back into the mud for refuge. last night the rice fields were a cacophony of frogs love calls. the first night of spring in mid february! oh indiana... i long to be there but will never long for the winters! well, winter is mild in these parts, but with no

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-107742999979101292004-02-21T21:54:00.000-08:002004-02-21T22:08:38.576-08:00

hehehe... when the cats away the mice will play and other things as well. the local just walked out the door on his journey to inform relations and get those 'D' papers in the works, when m. came into the yahoo, fresh from his first day in the real world! busy boy, got himself a new camera and a play station, a new queen-sized bed ordered... and his film developed! we spent a couple hours

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1077365482751932752004-02-21T04:00:00.000-08:002004-02-21T04:13:20.733-08:00

should i laugh or should i cry? should i stay up all night or sleep all day? its time to come down from the intense tension, the tears and the fears... but i just cant do either, until i get myself out of the trenches! the rpg's and mortars have subsided, but if i look sideways, the small arms fire is always a threat. god babe, i hope you arent reading this, dont want you to know im still

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1077266672251724902004-02-20T00:33:00.000-08:002004-02-20T00:46:28.793-08:00

he's home! got in four hours early even! it hurt so bad not being there to grab him and hold him. but it will work out this way. he has one more day of demobe, all went smoothly, he gives thanks and praises to all that made it that way. to be able to just pick up the phone, dial his number, hear that velvet smooth sound wrap around my ear... the tickets are bought, the shippers come next

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1075983767649372832004-02-05T04:00:00.000-08:002004-02-05T04:24:29.436-08:00

thank the cyber gods again for primitive cyber technology! we have been webcam hamming it up for the last 4 days...oh my god...no, i dont take my clothes off, way too modest for that... but after 25 or 26 years of not seeing each other, always having major hots for each other, totally honestly truly madly in love with each other, to look into each others eyes... to laugh and joke... to cry

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1075384368935017502004-01-29T03:08:00.000-08:002004-01-29T05:54:23.280-08:00

yeah!!! i cant say cloud nine till i am in his arms, but we are in the final stretch!!! the final days of phase three! when he was in germany he sed the code word if they make him stay the absolute longest would be 'phase three'. well, he is out of baghdad! i cant believe it. what a long year. the longest of my life. i have never cried so much in my life. nor worried so much. and now its

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1074689337934534892004-01-21T04:33:00.000-08:002004-01-21T04:51:45.356-08:00

whew! a busy few days! but not busy enough in the communication dept. with m.... i havent heard from him for 4 nights!!! all i can pray is he's just too busy, he has warned me often enough of that possibilty, especially so close to departure from baghdad. i cant help but worry though, he has been sick for months now... oh how i just long to take care of him! good food, (i'm a master chef, give

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1074603301017430622004-01-20T04:36:00.000-08:002004-01-20T04:56:26.326-08:00

well, no word yet since the mother of all blasts at the mother of all checkpoints... guess the guys didnt consider that such a safe checkpoint after all...but m. has told me over and over he is at a safe checkpoint... sean's lady started a blog. i am grateful that she did... surely he is too busy to be answering mails at this point. but i really was concerned about what was going on with him,

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1074430444338262002004-01-18T04:47:00.000-08:002004-01-18T04:55:28.500-08:00

well, what else can i do??? monster blast at a major checkpoint at HQ just after 8:00a.m.? m. sez he is at a safe checkpoint, that one was considered a safe one... he works until 8:00a.m.... i hate this worry...i am so sick of it... only a couple more weeks left...'don't borrow trouble' is what my mother always tells me... i guess she's right. and this hassle of trying to find a moving

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1074082950218683262004-01-14T03:59:00.000-08:002004-01-14T04:24:49.076-08:00

well bust my britches, i never could have guessed my local would be so damn dogged about trying to keep me. he must have been in heaven all these years to have his prize locked up in a cage, could take me out whenever he felt like it, do with me what he wanted and then throw me back in when he finished. man, was i dumb or what? to think being honest and upfront would somehow make it

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1073477999042155362004-01-07T03:56:00.000-08:002004-01-07T04:21:11.983-08:00

its official! m. is DOHA bound at the end of the month!!! how long will they keep him there? well the local paper back home sez they are expected back the end of february. we are getting down the wire. i have been here in izu too long. the break will not be easy. i am starting to miss my ex. and i havent even left yet. what will i miss? i will miss him goddammit! i let him have total control

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1073203211112810022004-01-03T23:49:00.000-08:002004-01-04T00:01:21.170-08:00

so geek weekend had me crawling the alleyways of akihabara. i found one of those dancing saddam dolls and filmed a bit of it. darned if the nasty bastard didnt somehow slip through the cracks and got deleted before i managed to download it. so i sent k. out to try to find one and just buy the thing, send it home and call it a 'keepsake' of war. he dances to an awful arab disco pop song. so

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1072685744711370962003-12-29T00:07:00.000-08:002003-12-29T00:16:48.640-08:00

an ebb in the rant factor hasnt given me much to get off my chest. there has been plenty to rant about, a nasty hatemail, m.'s unit getting shafted by that old uncle scrooge who goes by the name 'sam'... iran...man i do feel like ranting at god for being such a bastard. that earthquake has killed twice as many people than live in my home town. and its cold there at night... inshallah

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1071551697111078412003-12-15T20:56:00.000-08:002003-12-15T21:15:48.076-08:00

whew! a lot can happen in a very short span of time! they got 'uncle' saddam... i know just how zeyad felt, ashamed, depressed, happy wasnt one of my own emotions either. it is sad to see a belligerent tyrant become a rat in a hole, no matter how evil. i had the same thought, why didnt he shoot himself and save the poor iraqis the scenes of his dishevelled being? is revenge sweet? no...

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1071318885275709002003-12-13T04:24:00.000-08:002003-12-13T04:35:33.293-08:00

he sez he is coming home!!! its official... but a date? a plan? nothing! the net is so unreliable... 30 minutes to load one page??? and the people using it for work cant get thier work accomplished! well. it looks like i wont be hearing from m. for a while at that rate, and so many people sick or on leave they are shorthanded bigtime. he shed his skin, undoubtedly 'leishmaniasis'... you

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1070884220537758992003-12-08T03:39:00.000-08:002003-12-08T03:52:21.686-08:00

well...its the day that will live in infamy to some, its PEARL HARBOR DAY!!! the day tojo did the mojo and finally forced the u.s. to 'do the right thing' and join the big one. does anybody under 50 know about this day? and the top yakuza/ politicians have pretty much forced the 'defense forces' to go to iraq. and what kind of weapons will they pack? anti-tank rpg's...duh...what tanks are

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1070883384307096192003-12-08T03:23:00.000-08:002003-12-08T03:37:07.466-08:00

there are two things that suck. porn blogs and 'anime'. i mean... get a life people! if you have no life i can understand the morbid curiosity with a twenty something shaved pussy who likes to be smacked with a wooden spoon till her ass hurts , but is that a 'blog'??? give me a break! (bugs mating would be more exciting!) K. told me humans are so base love would never win over porn... i

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1070796752816872222003-12-07T03:26:00.000-08:002003-12-07T03:33:14.890-08:00

"We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know there are some things we do not know. But there are also unknown unknowns -- the ones we don't know we don't know." "Reports that say something hasn't happened are interesting to me, because as we know, there are known unknowns; there things we know we know," "We also know there are known unknowns; that is to say we know

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1070434620933729562003-12-02T22:48:00.000-08:002003-12-02T22:57:39.390-08:00

we are both down for the count. confined to quarters. he with an itchy rash that keeps getting worse and me with a scratchy throat that keeps getting worse. he was supposed to go to the hospital but undoubtedly they are too busy with shot up soldiers to have much room for stressed out ones. i mean, if he stormed the palace, shouldnt he have been one of the first men to come home to a hero's

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1070021007342928252003-11-28T03:50:00.000-08:002003-11-28T04:05:07.060-08:00

no turkey in these parts, much less an american thanksgiving, but when i got ready for work this morning and flipped on the t.v. to see none other than that draft-dodging AWOL mutha fuckin george dubya bush in baghdad... surrounded by healthy young perky soldiers, i got my turkey. now where were all the war weary men and women who are so tired they cant afford to wait two hours in a phone

kurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032029570935766148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5486770.post-1068852118095401272003-11-14T15:01:00.000-08:002003-11-14T15:22:18.233-08:00

a rant inspired by that 'person' who has the propoganda blog chromdomezone. i thought of sending her a mail but what good would it do...the uninformed enjoy being uninformed... she said the japanese are getting 'cold cohones' and not sending troops in because they cant guarantee safety. the japanese have no 'cahones'... they were castrated by the u.s. occupational government at the end or

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