Six Impossible Things

First, I'm wiped out.

Second, I had drinks with some students the other night, including one who has kind of a crush on me and who I think is interesting but who I wouldn't really date. He's a bit nerdy--which I love actually. He works as a systems engineer for a huge computer company, loves David Lynch movies and heavy metal music. All great. But he's just not really my type. I couldn't say why really, but I think it has to do with his being a bit of a namby-pamby. ("Namby-pamby"? Not a word you read every day, but there it is, blogged for all the world to see.) Maybe that's not an impossible thing. Maybe the impossible thing was hearing about the event from another student, a student who wasn't even there and who I haven't seen in weeks, tonight, in The Kaisha lobby.

Third, I'm going to a shamisen concert in Tsukuba tomorrow.

Fourth, I just answered an email from the Ex-Student about naming a ship that his father is having built (which won't be finished until 2009!).

Fifth, I forgot, until this morning, the sumo sighting on the Shinkansen platform week before last. ("O-sumo-san," one woman excitedly said to another.) The reason I remembered that was because New Guy came in to work with a story about getting to sit next to a sumo on the train this morning. (He and I live near the big sumo training site in Tokyo and the sumo take our line from time to time.) I LOVE sumo, but have I ever gotten to sit next to one on the train? No. There's evidence right there that life is not fair.

Sixth, try explaining, as I had to do this afternoon, the expression "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." I used a picture of Junichiro Koizumi, my next husband, but I still couldn't get my point across. (Oh, go do a google image search. I'm too lazy to post a Koizumi picture!)