good day

Yesterday was good. We played with the other baby who lives in our building for about an hour, went out for some lunch, and on the way back Tyler fell asleep. We both had a nap for about 2 hours when we got back. In a classic case of bad timing Misaki had to stay back a little bit, even though we'd planned to go out for dinner, so I gave Tyler his dinner at home and then we waited for her to get back. Did manage to go out for dinner in the end. Tyler was having a great time, bouncing off the walls basically, lots of fun.
Back to work today, but not to teach, I'll be programming all day which I'm quite looking forward to, I'd have to admit. We're finishing early and then heading out for an un-official farewell for one of our comrades who's returning to France after 6 years or so here. So today should be another good day. Tomorrow's basically the same, except in the evening we're having a halloween party. Then Sat night's the officially sanctioned school organised farewell. All in all, I'm not doing any actual work as such until next week. I might even allow myself to relax enough to have some fun. All good and true, but I think I've been a bit tired an grumpy at home recently, so I'll have to be carefull not to let Misaki feel left out. This Australian is doing his best, but as they say, you can take the tiger out the jungle, but you can't take the jungle out of the tiger. I wear a suit and tie, stand in silence on crowded trains, come home late and look very much like any other salry man, but...
Actually no suit today, bit of a mufty day for me. Tomorrow too, which means I don't have to strap the bloody thing back on until next week. It's such a relief, I hate and despise it. Just to spite the uniformality of it all I occasionally wear a massive pair of studio style headphones on the train and broadcast RATM from them as loud as my eardrums can endure in order to corrupt peoples minds with my western individuality and contempt for conformity. It's also a good way to keep the space around you free of salary men. hmmm... today might be a good day to do just that.
mmmuuuha-ha-haaa (evil laugh of conspiratorial anticipation)