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There are some things I love about Tokyo. I love how polite people are. I love the range of stores and cool things, the access to stuff related to all of my various hobbies. I love my apartment, and the smell of tatami, and the fact that conbini sell Onigiri and zarusoba. I could go on and on. But today, I was reminded of why it would never really work out.
I had a message from one of our partners for the grant I'm writing. She has a meeting tomorrow in which she'll be checking with a coworker about the grant. This meeting is in the afternoon. She'd like to talk to me (on the phone) before that. She teaches a class until noon, though, can't be reached before. And it's important that we talk. All of which is why I have to call her at 3 in the fucking morning. That's what arranging a 1 PM telephone meeting with someone in NYC gets me. This is what I get for not telling her I live in Japan. :)
Other than that, I've had a perfectly nice day. And I'll be having a lot more of it. Now, to try and get some work done!
( Hogwarts )
I had a message from one of our partners for the grant I'm writing. She has a meeting tomorrow in which she'll be checking with a coworker about the grant. This meeting is in the afternoon. She'd like to talk to me (on the phone) before that. She teaches a class until noon, though, can't be reached before. And it's important that we talk. All of which is why I have to call her at 3 in the fucking morning. That's what arranging a 1 PM telephone meeting with someone in NYC gets me. This is what I get for not telling her I live in Japan. :)
Other than that, I've had a perfectly nice day. And I'll be having a lot more of it. Now, to try and get some work done!
( Hogwarts )
