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Spirited Away has now been crossed off my list. Didn't I suggest seeing it at a Japanese film festival years ago, and everyone shot me down for some reason? Well the whole world ended up seeing it... the whole world minus me, that is. My sister hired it out the other day, so I whittled away an hour or two in front of the box. It was a nice movie. I liked the scene where the girl started crying after eating some rice cakes. The lonely train ride was nice as well.


A couple of weeks ago, Jesse said that if I made an attempt to teach him how to draw, I had to let him teach me how to play the guitar. Without really thinking about it, I agreed. He made me shake on it. After shaking on it, it dawned on me that I now had to learn how to play the guitar.

Well, I didn't realise how quickly time flies when you're busting out mangled tunes. I have no idea as to what I'm doing, but the sounds are coming out half alright. My grandma said to me, "the good thing about the guitar is that it sounds good no matter who is playing it". I think she meant it as a compliment? Fun!


The other day, for some reason, Andy thought that I was doing nude modeling on Monday nights. Thanks Andy.