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Yuki
It fucking snowed like a motherfucker today. And. I got an envelope full of yet more Kaisha stuff via snail mail, stuff having to do with my work visa. I put the envelope in my bag and headed out to a coffeeshop to read it. I couldn't actually make myself sit and read it for several hours, so instead I drove around in the snow. I stopped and bought a couple of books, browsed the used CDs in a couple of places, but couldn't bring myself to actually sit and read the Kaisha stuff. Bought some Nipponese foodstuffs and for dinner made simmered hijiki with tofu and gobo. I served it with shirataki. For dessert, there were bowls of warm an. I'm going, demons. Going to Japan.
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