two weeks to go
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Today I picked up my first-ever set of prints on CD. But I've discovered that I can't actually view them because I seem to have left the CD-ROM drive to my laptop in Toronto, somehow. So it will be another couple of weeks before the pics are online.
That's right, only two weeks to go, 'til I'm back with Toronto. I've been missing Toronto, recently but will miss this weird place too, that's for sure.
Tonight Shan and I joined Sleeuw in Ajabu-Juban*, the foreigner-rife neighbourhood where he lives. We ate at a 'pan-asian' place in his neighbourhood and were joined by a couple of the fellows from the first fireworks thing I went to, two weeks back**. We drank gallons of frozen margaritas, but I had to call it an early night because I had some production work to do in the morning. We got caught in some serious rain while leaving, so Chika bought everybody $CA5 disposable umbrellas. I still have mine, but after a night's rain you see them everywhere on the street.
*Now that I've written it correctly (unlike the other day's purposeful mispelling of Hananasucho to incorporate the name of my favourite Japanese liquor) I guess I can't get by calling it Azerbaijan any more.
**One of these has a name that highlights the Japanese pronounciation trick of dropping the letter 'u'. His name is Daisuke, but it's pronounced Daiskeh.