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Instant cheesecake, eating too much pizza and other such tales of wonderful nothingness. Stay tuned.

I can see this journal entry getting exceedingly long, so I'll just skip to the point with no introduction. Given my current circumstances, and various problems involving getting into a Japanese University when you're mathematically retarded, I have the following options: 1. Return to UK now, enter a University for September and study something in the field of biology (this is throwing myself back onto the path I was taking before I decided to pack my bags and come here). Then I have the option to come back in 4 years time, and resume my Japanese or whatever, and later doing medical research etc. This is probably the smartest choice, but I

I'm back (kinda) and... with photos from my Golden Week trips. Just did a massive clean out of my gallery, getting rid of the really awful stuff from years and years ago. Also, for anyone interested, I'm working on a new novel. To be titled "Heart's Mirror", it'll tell the story of a once excellent detective investigating his wife's mysterious death, only to have it lead him back to places in his past he should not return to. Beset by rival figures, a corrupt legal system and falling into disgrace after Marie's disappearance, Alan Sothersby becomes a habitual drinker, stumbling from one clue to the next amidst the vast urban sprawl that i