September 28th-30th in 2015

Monday continued on without nothing of note to set it apart from any other day. I believe that I skipped out on my walk for some reason or other. I didn’t really budget time for it, even though it ended up not raining. I do seem to remember eating a lot of junk. I felt terrible. I had an awful migraine. We were right on the border of two weather systems, and that always wrecks my system. Tuesday was supposed to rain, so I didn’t bother planning on getting up early. Either that or I knew I wouldn’t sleep well anyway, which I didn’t. On Monday night, I allegedly slept for six and a half hours. However, Fitbit caught me waking up seven times, and being restless twenty four. I’ve found that it usually underestimates my times awake. So, yeah. Six and a half hours of good sleep is fine. However, when it’s that broken up, it’s useless.
Eikaiwa was pretty fun. Sam didn’t show up. I think I prefer it that way. He stays at school late every day. I’m trying to do that more, hence staying on Tuesday. We’ll see what happens, though. Anyway, it was alright. I may end up going to some big Satsuma tour. That’d be spiffy.
It wasn’t rainy on Tuesday morning, but I wasn’t feeling up to going out and walking. Wait, no, I’m wrong. It was pouring on Tuesday morning. Sorry about that. I was sluggish getting moving, though I’m holding out on my, “Wake up, get out of bed, start shit,” resolution. I went to 7-11 and bought some rain gear. I can’t find the stuff that I could have sworn that I bought with me. I taught for Inori Sensei on Tuesday. I think she’s my favorite to teach for? Matsumoto seems a bit off lately, and she’s rather artificial to begin with (man, I’ve got a type). So she’s hard to read. We work together moderately well, but she’s got her need to be top dog, which is fine, it’s just not terribly fun all the time. Inori Sensei likes it when I just do pronunciation all class, which I happen to love, so it all works out.
When school finished, the weather was actually pretty nice. I stayed late to dick around with the band club. They were fun. I played some clarinet, which was wonderful. Next time, maybe I’ll manage a sax. Or an oboe. That’d be truly special. Oh, forgot, before that I was helping Inori’s one kid with pronunciation for her competition that’s coming up soon. Anyway, I went home, and I changed my clothes, and did some laundry, and I eventually made my way over to Plasse and 7-11 for food. I must have done some more stuff, but beyond a bit of cookie clicker and Youtube with general internetting, nothing stands out. A bit of guitar, but not a terribly large amount. I was exhausted, and I looked forward to a decent night’s sleep. I was sadly disappointed. Four hours and twenty one minutes with three times awake and six time restless. Then, an hour and five minutes later on. Yeah. And, again, I think it registers me asleep before I actually get to sleep a lot of the time (it often thinks that not moving means sleep).
Today I had papers to grade for Matsumoto, but Ebihara is swamped and is having me do a 20 minute segment in four of her classes, which is nice because otherwise I’d be bored. Everything hurts and I feel sick from lack of sleep, so no lunch for me today. Just counting the minutes until 4:30. Then . . . more Eikaiwa.
Of personal note, Plasse has had one, repeat, one e-cig that’s been sitting on display with the other impulse buys for the last week or two? I promised that I wouldn’t smoke until October first. Which is tomorrow. I wonder whether or not I should try it? Part of me really wants to. Part of me thinks I shouldn’t. I just don’t know. That’s the big personal struggle of the day.
Bye for now.