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tgif!!!

here's something my mom sent me:

Smith climbs to the top of Mt. Sinai to get close enough to talk to God. Looking up, he asks the Lord, "God, what does a million years mean to you?"
The Lord replies, "A minute."
Smith asks, "And what does a million dollars mean to you?"
The Lord replies, "A penny."
Smith asks, "Can I have a penny?"
The Lord replies, "In a minute."


here's a chat i had with my friend susie:

kaz** [08:26:31]: you're alive?
mrwill** [08:40:06]: lol
mrwill** [08:40:09]: barely
mrwill** [08:40:11]: how are you?
kaz** [08:40:14]: i'm ggod
kaz** [08:40:23]: r u still in alaska?
mrwill** [08:40:24]: you're god?
mrwill** [08:40:26]: yup
mrwill** [08:40:28]: still stuck here
kaz** [08:40:34]: ouch
mrwill** [08:40:35]: i leave next week
kaz** [08:40:39]: that's good
mrwill** [:40:43]: yeah
mrwill** [08:40:48]: it snowed yestertday
mrwill** [08:40:53]: didn't stick but it's getting really cold
kaz** [08:41:05]: i would imagine in alaska
kaz** [08:41:13]: so have ya seen the movie lovers?
kaz** [08:41:16]: it's got your boy in it
kaz** [08:41:37]: hmm...the english title is house of flyin' daggers...i think
mrwill** [08:42:24]: really?
mrwill** [08:42:26]: takeshi?
mrwill** [08:42:33]: i'll go pick it up!
mrwill** [08:42:44]: takeshi is so HOT


well...the weekend is finally upon us. typhoon #23 has finally subsided and the weather has been great since yesterday afternoon.

almost done readin' digital fortress. nearin' the climax of the story. i know what to expect but it seems as though i can't pinpoint the final twist yet.

- update -

so i'm finishin' up digital fortress (i must say the endin' was kinda weak, i figured out the pass key way ahead of time), miura sensei comes calls me to the office. when i get to the hallway, i see miura sensei, oshino san, ishiguro san and this one white guy with a camera. this guys is askin' where the people who make hand puppets for patients in the hospital are. i was like...umm...dude...this ain't a hospital, this is a school. felt a little strange that his camera was on durin' this whole conversation. when i asked him what he was lookin' for exactly but he seemed to be dodgin' all of my questions. my synopsis = crazy, weird gaijin

- dai update

man, it was a crazy weekend. the okonomiyaki party @ my place was koo. since it was the first time mikie and i made okonomiyaki, we had a couple of test runs before miyuki came. miyuki is a cool girl. got to find out a lot about her. the nijikai was @ chacha and we had a good time there. don't really remember how i got home but i did get home.

today i had a vball tournament. we lost both games which we should've won. toita sesei was pissed! at the end of the day, she made them walk home all the way from yakigaya chuu gakkou back to shibayama chuu. that's about a 1 hr walk!?!?

miyamoto san drove me home, but we stopped @ his place to pick up his son cuz his bike got stolen. did some cleanin' and then headed to ikko for dinner. man, tonite was some night. first of all, kita san and mori san got into a fight and then i had to hold off this one regular cuz he was drunk and talkin' shiet to my mama, so of course i had to step in. it took a while for me to squash that shiet but i did. man, all i wanted was a nice dinner wit da homies...i didn't expect any fights to break out! all in all, had some fresh suzuki sashimi (courtesy of noburo san) and drank a little bit too much (had to make up for us losin' today). anyhow...i'm finally home and am now tryin' to type this update up.

free throw %

today: 9-10
tot: 24-30
ft%: .800

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