Right down the middle...

...of February... or perhaps not.
As un-japanese as we are, we could afford some tolerance
towards precision, or rather the lack of it? oh yes we can.

January's come and gone.
What have you done?
For the entire of winter, my schedule's been pretty mundane,
and loopy, looking something of such sort:
work like a cow → sleep like a pig → board like a starfish → work like a cow
At the times in between, i become the space cadet, piloting my super spacecraft,
hoovering about the zone between fantasy and reality.

The lunch bell's gone off.
Its back to being a cow. Moo.
Two hours to the exercise bell.
Another two to the official knocking off hours.

Oh bollocks.
You'd all be somewhere chomping away on the yummy stuffs now
Chomp more for me. ^^
Happy New Year you biatches!