I last
posted on Saturday—what happened? Well, Saturday was a good day, and I did a
lot of cleaning and organizing in preparation for leaving. In the evening I was
invited to a board game night. I had three drinks in my fridge that I had
bought a while back because the flavors were interesting, but I haven’t felt
like drinking alcohol since the beginning of the year. I think the extent of my
drinking has been one beer and a few sips of wine here and there. Anyway, so I
brought those drinks to the party and drank them, and I also tried a glass of
umeshu that someone else brought. Normally this much would be enough to keep me
comfortable for two or three hours. That night though, I think the super sweet and
salty umeshu, a lack of recent drinking, and probably some dehydration combined
to make me feel sick. So Sunday I was miserable, and I ended up staying in bed
and playing Terraria most of the day. Oddly, my internet was also out, so I
couldn’t even review Bible verses (another reason that I should be motivated to
finish my program), and I couldn’t access my to-do list.
The
internet came back on Monday evening, but by then I was thinking obsessively
about Terraria. I last played this game not long before coming to Japan in
2017, and there is supposed to be a new and final big update coming out this
year, which I’ve been thinking about and that partially induced me to pick it
up again. It isn’t as much of a sandbox game as most of the games that I play
these days, so I don’t think I can spend as much time on it as my historical
simulator or Factorio. Anyway, after this weekend I will be very busy with schoolwork
and prepping to go home, so I really can’t afford to play much. I still haven’t
come up with a mechanism to pull myself out of a gaming haze, but I think this
time the imminence of my departure will keep me from getting too immersed.
Yesterday
I was working on a quiz/presentation about my hero, Harry Potter (not really
true, but a convenient fiction), and I googled “white pet.” One of the results
that came up was a white rat from an article that advocated rats as pets. I
recently talked to Mom and Dad about their mouse problem, and in one of the fanfictions
that I was reading they talked about how dirty rats were, so I was intrigued by
this article. I’ve read articles about cats and dogs as pets, and even fish,
but this article was the first that made me think I might actually want a pet.
Rats are apparently quite clean, can be trained (even potty-trained!), have
definite personalities, will cuddle and do their own kind of purring. Also,
they don’t take up much space, nor do they live long, so they could be a great
pet for me. Still, it’s irresponsible to get a pet when I’m uncertain about my
own future, so I’m definitely not making any plans to do so.
Yesterday
some people mentioned the quarantine to me, so today I looked at the news. I
didn’t find any new information about it, but I did notice that the change fees
for flights have been waived. Given that, it only makes sense for me to change
my flight to the day that I have to leave my apartment. That settles some of my
unease—I was worried about where I would find accommodation for myself and all
my luggage for four nights. The only problem with this is that now I have even
less time to get rid of all my stuff. I’m feeling a bit more optimistic because
I found out that several of my coworkers are staying for another year, but my bicycle
and its gear still seem like they will be difficult to sell.
If my
departure can be moved to next week, I think I will suspend my goals for March.
I’m doing poorly so far, and with the disruption of hurried packing and re-accommodating
to a new situation, there’s little chance that I will meet any of my goals
anyway or even make substantial progress, at least before returning home.
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