So lazy...

It's been quite a long time since I posted anything up on my humble site. Truth be told, it's completely my fault. I promised myself that I would write and write and write, and yet, during my winter vacation from the job, I gained a few pounds, a few of which went straight to my brain. All the work I promised myself I would do never got done. All the e-mails I promised to write, all the drawings and story bits I was going to fashion. All the updates I planned for all these little things...all of it a pack of lies and disappointment.

An on with the story! Me and the Megumi have been very busy with work lately. Everyday we come home, we're exhausted. Saturdays are the worst for me. Megumi's bosses are the worst for her. WEEEEE!!

To relax lately, I've been watching the second season of Lost that I've downloaded and I've started to watch a British sitcom called Spaced - done up by the wacky minds who nailed Shaun of the Dead into my collection! Funny stuff.

Every since it was X-Mas, Meg put into my head the idea that I needed a Nintendo Wii, and I can't shake it out of my head. Thankfully, being unable to afford one and a occassionally strengthening sense of repsonsibility keep the demon box from the Apartment and my addictive personality.

I've also been pretty addicted to a game called Age of Empires III. I'm not really good at strategy games, but I've discovered that setting it to easy mode makes it so the computer is dumberer than me, and that indeed is a difficult thing to accomplish.

Japan's greatest Pop singer in history - at least in my opinion - just released a new DVD of a concert of her last tour. Her name is Hikaru Utada, and she is perhaps the greatest Pop singer of the modern age. Meg and I went to see her in concert, on this very tour. We were very lucky to get tickets, and despite the fact they were standing tickets, she was amazing.


However, through no fault of hers, the audience stunk. Many Japanese love to go to concerts of famous people not because they like the person, but because maybe they heard them on the radio, or simply - because they're popular. This results in many audience members sitting and watching as opposed to rockin' they're ass off. The venue is quieter than it should be and it sucks the energy out like foam sucks absorbs sound in a music studio.

Despite the asses, Me and Meg were highly satisfied and got the chance to witness her tinted-windowed SUV try to sneak away. We waved. Whether she saw us or not, we will never know. I highly suggest you check out this native New Yorker's work.

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Tomorrow, being Sunday, being my day off, I think I shall spend some time updating everything a little bit, like adding images and posts to my various Brogs.

Well, until tomorrow then!
Mike, he don't eat no stinkin' cheese, the RocketRat