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Scribbler's Cafe: 10.2004
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Sunday, October 31, 2004. This is Kiomye and her best friend Toma at the playgroup Halloween party. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, October 31, 2004. Links to this post. Another shot of the view outside our balcony. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, October 31, 2004. Links to this post. This is some of the lovely details from the shrine on the side of the mountain. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, October 31, 2004. Links to this post. This is the "mountain" in the forest preserve behind my school campus. On Sunda...
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Scribbler's Cafe: un*snap* judgement
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Monday, February 12, 2007. Kiomye and I are taking the train to Osaka. It's already 6pm and we're both tired out from our days at work and school, but we don't care. We want to get O-U-T. The man standing on the platform behind us reeks of alcohol. The smell oozes from his rumpled clothes, from his hot breath on my ear, from his very pores. Kiomye steps forward to peer down the empty tracks. He says. It's dangerous. I pull her back behind the yellow line and thank him for his concern. He rambles along in...
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Scribbler's Cafe: Be patient (unlike me)
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Thursday, September 21, 2006. Be patient (unlike me). But, no more diamonds for me. I'm back in the reality of gradebooks, wrinkled homework papers and cold cups of coffee. Now this is glam. Posted by Scribbler @ Thursday, September 21, 2006. I am a pillar of patience. WHERE ARE YOU? Love and chocolate kisses,. Links to this post:. Some of this is even true. Nishinomiya, Hyogo, Japan. View my complete profile. Under the Japanese sun. A breakup story set in Osaka. Published at The Foreigner - Japan.
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Scribbler's Cafe: Time to wake up
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Monday, January 08, 2007. Time to wake up. The moment, Kiomye and I are dining at the florist's café. There is running water, opera music played at a perfect level, and the overwhelming scent of flowers from the floral arrangement class taking place behind the paper screen. I love this place. I've had a crush on the waiter forever. He takes Kio by her hand and leads her around the shop. She always leaves with a pink rose or two tucked into her pockets. The Most Beautiful Woman in Town. Posted by Scribble...
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Scribbler's Cafe: Grape flavored kisses
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Saturday, September 02, 2006. Sunbeams sliced through vines. Upon my pale skin like. Posted by Scribbler @ Saturday, September 02, 2006. Links to this post:. Some of this is even true. Nishinomiya, Hyogo, Japan. View my complete profile. Even MORE photobooth fun. A breakup story set in Osaka. Published at The Foreigner - Japan. A collection of my short works,. Is available for purchase online. Amy Goodman and Democracy Now. Powell's City of Books. Pacific Northwest Writer's Association. Elliot Bay Book Co.
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Scribbler's Cafe: Peeking into secrets
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Sunday, August 27, 2006. I stole this book from my sister's collection to read on the plane back. This is a PERFECT airplane book. It's so engrossing and fast-paced that I actually was annoyed when the flight attendant would interrupt me to give me fruit snacks and drinks. Chuck Palahniuk also wrote "Fight Club" and this book is full of the same intensity and mystery. Except it is entirely different. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, August 27, 2006. Links to this post:. Some of this is even true.
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Scribbler's Cafe: 08.2004
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Sunday, August 29, 2004. Oh, how sad. My poor empty mailbox. My Japan address is on the bottom of the sidebar. Yep. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, August 29, 2004. Links to this post. Another fabulous prize to win. Apanman! Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, August 29, 2004. Links to this post. A special prize in an arcade. Special indeed. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, August 29, 2004. Links to this post. Posted by Scribbler @ Sunday, August 29, 2004. Links to this post. Links to this post. Links to this post.
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Scribbler's Cafe: Under the Japanese sun
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Sunday, September 03, 2006. Under the Japanese sun. Kiomye and I were treated to a trip to the country yesterday by my friend Megumi. Megumi was in the English class I used to teach at the local community center and has been wonderful about keeping in touch and acting as host to her country. She drove us (along with her two kids Masaki and Miki) out to Tanba to pick grapes and kiwis on her parent's land. Why do words that are spelled exactly the same sound different? Uhhhh blink blink blink. And nodded h...
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Scribbler's Cafe: Extended disconnect
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Tuesday, August 22, 2006. It's amazing how a month-long vacation can fly by in the blink of an eye. We had some family drama. Just one day into our camping trip, we got a call on the cell that my grandfather had had a heart attack and was at the hospital in critical condition. My mom, Kio and I cut our trip short, jumped on a ferry to hurry to our family across the Sound and spent the next four days at the hospital. I hate when I can't see everyone I promised to. Please forgive me, friends. Some of this ...
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Scribbler's Cafe: 05.2004
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Monday, May 31, 2004. Academic vs. Intellectual. My teacher then asked us which we aim for in our writings. We all agreed that an intellectual is a much slicker thing to be. We sat around for a while talking about how much cooler intellectuals are than academics. Why must it be either/or? Are there only serious writers and fluff writers. Can’t I be a serious writer who also enjoys fluff? If my writings are not entirely intellectual or high art , does that mean they are insignificant and low? The house is...
