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Mar. 19th, 2011 12:10 pm
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[personal profile] spinelstar
So... yeah. I haven't been around.

I guess it just wasn't a good week for someone as high-strung as me to be living in Japan. *nervous laughter* I've been having crazy mood swings. I've mitigated this effect by remaining in contact with at least one of my family members almost 24/7, whether through Skype at home or IM at work. And thus I have not had time nor brain for much of anything else. :/

Here's the situation, though: I could not possibly be much safer than I am, where I am. The nuclear plant is a non-issue. I did not feel the original earthquake, nor have I felt a single aftershock. And the worst is definitely over.

My family is still coming to see me, which I'm really excited about. We were originally planning on going to Tokyo, but we've decided to hang out in Osaka instead, which I'm really excited about-- I've never been to Osaka, even though I'm technically only 3 1/2 hours away from it, LOL. XD

Tokyo probably would have been fine, except they're still having aftershocks, and since we were going to be staying in a really tall hotel building there was a possibility of feeling it sway once in a while. Not good when certain members of my family are even more high-strung than I am. I think we'll all be a lot more comfortable in Osaka.

Anyways, so I caught up mostly on tags last night, and I'll *try* to be around more this week. Sorry for the epic slowtimes. T.T And then starting Friday, I will be occupied with a family trip for two weeks, and thus be absent. Just to warn.

I love (and miss) you guys! ♥

Date: 2011-03-19 04:05 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] yakalskovich
Making people pay to get off is such a clever principle in public transport, I wonder it's not more widespread.

I don't remember the buses in Hiroshima, actually. Perhaps I had got used to them by that time of my travel in Japan. Or I was so utterly overwhelmed by the sheer Hiroshima-ness of Hiroshima that I didn't pay any attention. I remember the youth hostel, and the blaringly annoying way they woke you up in the morning by playing the Blue Danube waltz very loudly through loudspeakers at everybody still asleep at half past eight, and I remember the memorials and the museum and tourists weeping in the dark at the sheer horror of it, and an odd metal relief of oddly transported children at the train station...

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