Let Me Sleep
I’m failing. I want to cry but I can’t cry anymore. I want to sleep. Forever.
I’m failing. I want to cry but I can’t cry anymore. I want to sleep. Forever.
Yeah this post won’t really have a single 重點 or so. It’s probably just going to be a mashup of the usual nonsense and I don’t know, we’ll see. Let’s just type a bit for the sake of typing. I’m getting decent at it I guess, after doing nothing other…
I’m not entirely sure what to write about. I had some boring ideas. I think I’ll stick to the boring stuff. But I’ll write tomorrow. I am not entirely sure right now. I just biked 65 kilometer and am not even tired. This is completely abnormal. Yeah boring stuff. Tomorrow…
All right. That brings us to some more grave stuff. I did not expect this the slightest, let’s put it like that. However I do know nothing, to use an old one. It’s good to know nothing. Then you can just ramble on a blog without others being overly smart…
All right, so where was I. Yeah I’m sober again. That was a fairly serious relapse, although it was nothing compared to the past few years. However, it was still not good obviously. Surely this will happen again, but at the very least one has to make sure that it…
…and one back right. I have to say, the good weeks far surpassed my best expectations. They were really good. I mean the first four weeks or so in Japan. They went exceptionally well. The past two were not so good. Well they have not been surpassing my worst expectations….
Trust me when I say that I really and absolutely cannot fathom the exceptional ‘I-don’t-even-know-what-to-call-it-by-now’ of you folk. It’s really extremely frightning. So. I guess. No one is ever going to tell me the real thing, but I guess I got it, with an 8 year delay or so. It…
So I helped you a bit! (Old-timers might recognize this, just to help you a bit.) Did you check out the translations? Some do word-by-word translations.Some choose a free-er way of translating. It’s obvious what field I belong to. I choose to let the text speak for as much as…
I guess it’s fairly normal, and in all fairness it’s not the worst of the worst one, but it’s about time to stop it. I think I drank three times the past eight days or so. So that’s a real relapse. That said, that equals me having been drinking 3…
So yeah. You didn’t plan it at all right. There was no fake pandemic, you didn’t change baseball bats, you didn’t have construction on running courts, faked hotels, faked our whole department for a while, faked the papers, faked the content, fucked my bicycle(s), faked the chess stuff, bullshitted on…