Somehow, I manage to be busier when I don’t really have anything going on. With the holidays and then with me spending about a week down in PA, hanging out with Andrew and taking care of business, the month of January seems to have passed the halfway mark and I’ve barely been able to catch my breath.
During my week down south, Andrew and I marathoned through Glee, which I liked more than I thought I would. Once the show resumes broadcast, I’ll be adding it to my evergrowing list of TV to download and watch. There was also a bunch of shopping, including IKEA, where I bought a light fixture and a bookshelf. Andrew bought me a blanket that matches my sofa because he’s awesome like that.
I also attended three guard practices while I was around, two for the high school and one for the junior high. I really do miss working with the guard(s), but what little sense of belonging I ever had with the organization is gone. I’ll still go to a few shows when I can get down there and I hope the staff doesn’t mind me showing up to random practices here and there. But I think it’s settled into my mind that my time there is over.
Anyway, I drove back up on Saturday, stopping at the Mitsuwa shopping center in New Jersey. In the one store, I got accosted by a relatively attractive Kamen Rider fanboy. It was neat, but also incredibly nerve wracking. When I’m shopping alone, I tend to be in my own little world, so for someone to attempt conversation with me is very awkward. He was cute though and I’m sure he was excited to find a non-Japanese woman who knew of and enjoyed Kamen Rider.
It never would’ve worked out between us, though. He was a Faiz fanboy and I’m partial to Blade. Plus there’s 150 miles between us and he was probably sixteen. 
I have been puttering around the apartment since then, putting my bookshelf together and rearranging my books and DVDs.
I’ve read three books in the past month: Learning to Bow, which was very good, Absorbing Spongebob, which wasn’t all that good and really just made me want to go and buy Spongebob DVDs, and Language and the Modern State: The Reform of Written Japanese, which was good, but not exactly light reading. There were a lot of names and romanized titles of books which I struggled to not just gloss over as I tend to do with foreign words in texts. But I think I learned from it and at the very least, I feel smarter for reading an academic book that I wasn’t required to read.
And today, I began semester three of Project Get Jen Out Of Pennsylvania. I’m typing this entry from the overly warm Campus Center. Three semesters and I still don’t understand why they insist on having the heat cranked up to 98. The doors are open, letting in the snow from outside and it’s still too warm in here. 
I’ve already been to my joke of a music class this morning, which will be a ridiculously easy A. It’s not so much that the class is a joke, it’s just that… I really don’t need to be taking an intro. to music course. (Only, I do. >_<) This afternoon, I have a Japanese history class, my dreaded Japanese language class, and a course on women in Japanese history.
I still haven’t decided if I want to be writing about classes here, but maybe if I don’t get too specific.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a tofurkey and cheese sandwich to eat from my ultra cute mini bento box 
and then I have to cry about the $150 I just spent on two books. 
by the titles means I have seen the anime.)
