She who Haunts my Dreams

I have been encouraged to post more here, and I have finally gotten around to it.


I am here in Newfoundland visiting my lovely girlfriend, missreddawn. I am having a wonderful time.

Mostly because of her company.

Though it's also nice to get away from the office, where they assign tasks like: "A database was created in support of a report that was completed ten years ago. We need that database. Find it."

As it turned out, I managed to find a six year old database that was an acceptable substitute.

I also just noticed that I neglected to respond to this meme request.

So with further ado, I give you:

( What's up with Janus and Valefor )

Still getting used to working for a living. It is tiring and cuts into my time. I'm told this is life and I shouldn't expect much sympathy.

missreddawn has been in town and has dropped by. This has been pleasant.

In a Chinese resteraunt I asked what the maneki neko was called. She said she didn't know what it was called in English, but said that it was called a "jowjowming" (phoneticization by me) which simply meant lucky. She also said that it came from Japan, which disproved my theory guess that there was a seperate Chinese myth for them.

For some reason the ice cream flavour "Moose Tracks" (probably unfamiliar except to those in Atlantic Canada or perhaps in New England) has, during the past three years I've spent mostly in the US, been renamed "Grizzly Tracks."

And: ( Meme )

I am now employed as a "Computer Analyst/Engineer" at IMP Group Aerospace Division.

I have moved back to Halifax (Nova Scotia, Canada) for this.

Apologies to those of you I should have mentioned this sooner to.

I have made it successfully back to Halifax to visit parents for the holidays.

And to take a civil service exam tomorrow morning. Wish me luck.

And big hello to all of my 1.5 readers still in Halifax.

I just found my self saying "Still, the problem is to have the shibari without sacrificing the shibumi." My Japanese vocabulary is somewhat more esoteric than Fan Boy Japanese and quite possibly less practical.


And the Meme:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.