I think I mentioned it before, but I’m taking Japanese over the summer, two semesters of it. The first portion ended, I got an A (go me!). We have a different Sensei (professor) this semester. She seems new to teaching.
We’re currently learning how to express preferences, saying what we do and don’t like. When a student asked Onishi-sensei what she likes to drink, I was expecting something like “water”. Instead, she replied, “beer and wine.” New to teaching.
I realize that most of my readers aren’t interested in how my website works, so I’m going to try to stop mentioning technical aspects of things. Suffice it to say, I obsess over them, and spent most of yesterday working on my website. It didn’t slip my mind that I had a lot of homework to do, but I didn’t bother starting it until after 10pm. So I went to bed around 2am.
I was very tired when I woke up, so I had some coke (caffeine content). I read something on lifehacker.com about caffeine helping your memory or some such nonsense, so I figured it wouldn’t hurt with my kanji quiz. I spent about 10 minutes looking over the kanji before class started, I think I did all right. I know I missed one, but if I make no mistakes, people get jealous, so it’s not worth extra effort.
When I got home, I was no longer tired (thanks to the coke), but I still took a nap because I knew I needed it. It takes a long time to fall asleep when I’m not tired, which is why I’m so accustomed to falling asleep around 4am. At that point, most people call it “passing out”, rather than “going to bed.” Taking a long time to fall asleep often leads people to believe that I sleep a lot. I don’t. It’s not really insomnia either. If I’m left to my own schedule, I get about 7.5 to 9 hours a day, and I fall asleep within 30 minutes of the attempt. However, most of the waking hours are when the stars are out. Although, nobody lets me keep my own sleep schedule. Everyone has some kind of input. Which has lead to my current situation of 4.5 to 6 hours and coke in strategically dosed amounts throughout the day. I mean the soda, despite using the word “dosed”.
Today, while I was napping after class, it rained. I think that’s the second time this year. When I “finally” woke up my grandmother “Aunt” Joane pointed out the puddles in the carport. The expensive new screens in the contemporary design she wanted, rather than the suggestion a neighbor made, facilitate the formation of a thin sheet of water the whole length of the carport. Most of the water evaporates shortly after the rain stops, but a significant amount of water pools in the dips of the concrete floor of the carport. The concrete has been there for decades so it is no longer level. This leftover water “of course” is the “neighbor’s fault” for (beautifully) installing a (functional) trench drain that “doesn’t work”. A (permeable) vertical screen wall is “obviously” waterproof. So I’m supposed to have the neighbor that dug the “failed” (working) trench drain fix the water problem (that his recommendation, if taken, would have alleviated).
I think I’m going to buy a big squeegee for the monsoon season.