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A terrible thing has happened. Someone out there thinks I should have my chance to go to Japan, pillage their women and marry their rockers. Clearly, we are getting close to that time when the earth hurtles into the sun (tm)*. I have my NOVA interview on the 21st. So much reading. So much practice. Yikes.

* According to the mokie definition of "the time when the earth hurtles into the sun", this is that point in history when a Hamp picks up Otogizoushi, Bleach, Ai no Shintairaku, various soul-stealing yaoi comics that will almost certainly murder my capacity for ever wanting to think about ninjas ever again, and starts actually liking NIN and the Cure.


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Jan. 5th, 2006 02:17 pm (UTC)
You should go to Japan. I went in April for almost 2 weeks. Not enough time. I am dying to go back.
Jan. 5th, 2006 02:29 pm (UTC)
I want to go to Japan. I am willing to work. I'm not looking at it as a free holiday (definitely not with NOVA's 40 hour work weeks). And I'm going to try my best. :)
Jan. 5th, 2006 02:44 pm (UTC)
I really wish that I had been able to study abroad in Japan back in college. Or, if I didn't mind teaching, I'd try the JET program or something similar.

I hope you get to go. *will live vicariously off you*
Jan. 5th, 2006 06:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks, dude. I'm really unqualified for the JET (not native English-born anything), and quite frankly I'm worried about the NOVA interview because I might just barely be able to skim their minimum schooling requirements in English (that theoretically proves I speak native-level English). I might get rejected right on the spot. I don't know.

I'm kind of hoping between a degree and a grad. dip. from native English-medium universities in native-English-speaking countries, 7 years of writing in English for the English-language fiction market and actual this-might-work English speaking ability later, I'll get somewhere. 'Eck, I'm getting sick of having to prove my English-speaking ability to everyone.
Jan. 6th, 2006 12:21 am (UTC)
The end is coming! The end is coming! Where's my tinfoil hat?
Jan. 6th, 2006 12:26 am (UTC)
The end is NAY! :P *armageddon squirrels*
Jan. 7th, 2006 03:21 am (UTC)
This reminds me, I meant to tell you about the apocalyptic gerbils...
Jan. 7th, 2006 06:37 am (UTC)
There be gerbils? Tell me about these gerbils!
Jan. 14th, 2006 10:24 pm (UTC)
We had an outbreak of escaping gerbils for a while there--I suspect one or more of my co-workers doesn't push the cages for new arrivals back on the shelf properly and thus leaves 'em room to get out.

Anyway, the stockers were twitchy, far worse than they usually are, but then they're used to escaped hamsters, who are slower, waddlier, a bit more social and less...taily.

One morning, waaaaaay too early for the mokie, I heard one of the stockers talking again about the escaped gerbils, and for some reason the image occurred to me of a pack of gerbils riding out like the infamous Horsemen, and I thought, "Gerbils of the Apocalypse!"

So, there ya go. :D
Jan. 15th, 2006 05:56 am (UTC)

Sorry, man. The image just...sticks. :P
But yeah. Gerbils. Twitchier. Faster. Stronger than the average waddly hamp. *squees*
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