Akishima

I'm ready for the weekend. Friday, why hast thou forsaken me?

I'm bored. There are so many shows I could be watching, but so little motivation.

Welp, I've been swallowed up by British murder mysteries again. This was not unexpected, but my anime list is glaring at me.

Ah, four days of freedom- I can already tell I'm not going to watch as much anime as I think I should.

It would be great if I wasn't tired all the time, but that would mean I'd actually have to get enough sleep. Ugh.

Trying to choose a favorite Susumu Hirasawa song is like trying to pick a favorite anime- Let's just go with the top 25.

I've been drinking so much tea, that if it was 1773, the colonists would be dumping me in Boston Harbor.

The wind was blowing something fierce yesterday and all sorts of troublesome things blew in with it.

Gotta love when I sit down intending to binge anime and fall asleep instead. I should just go to bed and try again tomorrow.

Boku janai, boku janai, boku janai...

Spent the weekend binging violent television shows rather than watching anime. I feel disappointed in myself.

Yaaaaaghhhhhhhhhhhh. Guess I'll go to bed.

Clouds tend to gather on the mountain behind our apartment, and sometimes, like tonight, when the sun is setting it sets them on fire.

Just got back from a surreal walk in the fog and am drinking hot fireball cider- first cup of the season. Mmm.

Agh! Restless and indecisive, and yet the weekend is ticking away. What do I wanna do? Probably not any more wiki-walking on tvtropes.

Blue sky! We have actual blue sky again! Windows open, fresh air- it's funny the things you take for granted until they're gone.

The bro left for Cali today- he gets to drive through three states on fire. The smoke is making my eyes water.

Dangit, I wanted to go hiking today, but fire danger is very high and it's so smoky that they recommend everyone stay home.

Welp, it looked like the LA skyline yesterday. So much smoke you couldn't see more than a mile. Luckily the wind blew most of it out today.

Successful hike was successful. Mt. Baker was glorious and the huckleberries were ripe in the alpine meadows.