If all goes well this Christmas - which will involve having a 'family' Christmas like last year, which I think is important for my friend's mother, and then our own stint in a Fork Biting Free Household for the duration of my being there (it's part of the deal), up the hill, with skiing on the agenda and lots of shagging in front of a roaring fire - and a bond is sealed between two people who have been really slow at getting this world traveling party started, then it looks like he'll come here towards the end of my sentence, and we'll take the ferry out of Japan to Vladivostok, and then go overland from there.
But we shall see.
Maybe he won't love me when he sees how much the Cesium has aged me, but it's nice to daydream and imagine this finally working.
Ha ha. The radio just said, 'Happy Ending' and I'm listening to Money Box!
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The radio's saying "stop teaching Engrish and start working in a yakuza-run tug 'n' rub"?
Some station.
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