Kanji & KitKats

Just received in the mail: a copy of the Kanji textbook which used one of my KitKat photos.


The book is Crazy for Kanji, by Eve Kushner. I haven’t read it yet.




I tried to send out some happiness this week but may have left none for myself. None of myself.

You don’t know, you don’t know, and you’ll never love me that way.


A ways on down the road

Hi! I keep forgetting I have this long-form forum to work with. I think plurk and twitter appeal more to my ADHD, or maybe fit in better with my lack of free time during this latest seven-week work-related death march. However, having today emerged from said trial thru an absinthe-fueled haze (it was an interesting afternoon in the office*, to say the very least), am tempted to do something, anything, to mark the occasion. I’m currently flitting between the super-fulfilling (sitting down and drawing a comic, something I’ve been back-burnering for years; or spending the weekend traipsing around shooting photos of hidden Seattle), or just plain stupid (and I mean epically stupid, like finally starting up World of Warcraft). If you have a recommendation, or want to join me on something, please let me know!

But first! I’m going to sink into the pleasant after-drunk haze and have my first night of blissful relaxation in months, preferably after brewing a pot of jasmine pearls and eating the last of Vancouver’s sweet bounty. Sweet dreams!

*allowed myself to get shockingly tipsy & remember little; must not happen again.

I’ve been sharing some videos which you might have seen if you’re friends with me on facebook (and if you’re not, let me know so I can friend you), but thought it might be nice to collect them somewhere less ephemeral.

The better of two recent camera-on-a-sushi-conveyor experiments:

lost in a moment from dennis wheatley on Vimeo.

This one I found through eyemage:

And one from David:

There were plenty more, but I think I’d better stop while I’m ahead.



The father in “Hush, little baby” sure seems to buy an awful lot of poorly-made product. A forensic pathologist might suspect money laundering.


The Great Debate

Seen today at the Seattle Central Library:



I am such a girl

So help me, I am slowly becoming obsessed with Twilight. What does that say about me??

Case in point: earlier, I was sitting at my desk trying to will something wonderful into existence. Unfortunately, this is the only thing I managed to achieve:


I admit it, I’m holding the Twilight DVD in my hand right now.

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