I can only think of one thing that could make my Friday night better than it is now. That is, of course, the beautiful woman in the picture hanging on the left-side of my monitor. Looking beautiful, she is. Eriko has been busy lately. Driving lessons, child-minding lessons, work… singing. Meanwhile, I’ve been doing a little too much goofing off. I had some good visits with Alex the last two nights, but that detracts from what I really want to be doing. Honing my computer skills, my math skills, my Japanese skills, my reading skills. He tells me that he helps me hone my social skills. Which he probably does. ;P Nontheless, I have many things I wish to do and its really time to get crackin`. To luck, or fate, or the spirit of the sky – however my mind chooses to refer to you – thank you for giving me all I could ever ask for.

Well, I am enjoying myself. My room is still cluttered, there are still extraneous items strewn around the apartment, my desk is still a mess… But Bailey sleeps on the corner of my bed, and I can hear David muttering at to his computer. I gaze fondly at my picture of Eriko; having just sent her an email I wonder what she is doing. I bought a phone card online yesterday, so if my luck holds up, I will call her Thursday morning.

Rain, clouds, cold. On perhaps at the start of any other year, I might take such things to be a bad omen. Not this one. As my father likes to say, “I’m on my way.” As I like to say, “I’m a lucky guy.”

I want to sing for you, play for you, dance with you. I can imagine thoroughly embarassing myself in front of my family, your family. But in your eyes all I can see is love.

Here I am in Anchorage, surrounded by snow-filled trees and cloudy skies. The view from the house is magnificent, I often forget just how beautiful it is. I wish Eriko was here to see it with me.

I have been living in my new apartment all this week. Let me first say that waking up less than an hour before I need to be at work is spectacular. Fantastic. Having my commute take between 10-20 minutes is wonderful. Being able to walk to work is priceless. David isn’t such a bad guy … actually, it is enjoyable so far. He makes me laugh… he drinks from the milk carton, walks into my room and fiddles with things… Very similiar to things I do. We are both younger siblings. Tonight is the the company party.. I wish Eriko was here to join me. Hearing any slow music will just remind me of dancing with her…