I'm having a relaxing night, eating dinner and watching "My Favorite Year". And blogging. At the same time. Dinner is curry, same as yesterday dinner, and lunch, and the day before dinner. I'm getting pretty sick of it, and I'm also sick of how it keeps exploding in the microwave.

Rumor has it there is a letter swooping my way, and I'm swapping stories online already. It's something good to look forward to.

I'm also looking forward to arts & crafts this weekend, and having open windows. I leave my curtains open at night, and in the morning the sun shines directly in on my bed. I'll get a tan just by sleeping, and that's crazy.

I used to write all the time like I was an authority on something, but the fact is, I'm really not... an authority on my own life, maybe. Which is good. My life, that is. A good life. I'm perfectly at ease. A student stopped me on the way out the gate today, and I walked him nearly all the way to his juku, talking about various things. A good kid.

Today is my dad's birthday! He is older now.