The momentous occasion arrived this morning. I washed my hands to remove any traces of oils, picked up my package, placed it on my desk and took a seat.
The event was only six minutes long, 9:40 am to 9:46 am, but it was an incredible six minutes. I had unwrapped my package and was touching the front cover of my Monocle Book of Japan. I inhaled deeply, feeling the different textures, the gold circle, the engraved Monocle logo, admiring the Japanese characters.
By the time I’d pass the Copywrite page, scan the Table of Contents and saw my first illustration with the words “This way, please, for our tour of Japan …” I knew Monocle wouldn’t disappoint.
Drawing is something I want to do because I want to illustrate my stories – even if it’s just cool stick figures – I remember my why but I don’t know if it’s strong enough for me to continue to learn. Time will tell.
I met a few new guys – needless to say, Dog Walker is out of the picture. Other women may buy his “I can only talk to you when I’m outside because I don’t want my 10-year-old daughter to hear and ask me questions” story. LOL.
It’s difficult for me to focus on more than one guy at a time – I can’t juggle balls. LMAO (I laugh too heartily at my own jokes – I don’t know if that’s healthy)
One guy, hmmm, let’s call him Ozark, seems sweet but I think all he does is watch TV. I was trying to get to what he’d be doing on the weekend or Friday night pre-COVID, and I couldn’t tell – he mentioned something about BBQing but that’s it. I imagine he works, goes home, microwaves his dinner, then parks himself in front of the TV. He probably has an easy chair that he falls asleep in.
I think that’s going to be one of my questions for weeding out undesirables – “Do you own an easy chair?” – Easy chair guys are not very active. It’s like they have nothing passionate to pursue – They’ve given up on life. They’re just waiting to die … in their easy chair.
One guy actually took a picture in his easy chair – it was the most unappealing image I’d ever seen. Why would you do that? Whoever took that picture did a great disservice – you’re too much of a slob to get up and take a proper photo? (I wish I could share the photo)
An easy chair, lazy boy – that’s exactly the kind of man I need in my life. Not! Could you imagine what sex would be like? I’d always have to be on top because he has a bad back or bad knees, weak arms. Ugh!!!
I don’t want anyone distracting me from my passion projects because they have nothing to do. Or getting mad at me because I sometimes have to spend long hours at work. “Get out of here! Find something you love and do it!” I would say.
I am doubly fortunate/grateful because I love what I do, and I get paid well to do it.
BTW: I could learn ninja skills in Mie prefecture, the Kansai region of Honshu. I will use my ninjutsu skills to make the world a better place …
- Someone littering – shuriken to the neck
- I will listen to the police radio for domestic violence calls, use rooftops to get to my destination. Then – five shuriken to the terrorist neck in quick succession
- Coughing/sneezing without covering your mouth – shuriken to the face. Center of the forehead, with a note about proper hygienic practices hanging down between the eyes to the chin.