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the thing i missed about home is not really the good food. while it is true that the food is good, the goods itself is scarce. it might be hard to imagine being home and not finding anything to eat, but most of the time, that's the case here.

the thing i missed about home is rather the existence of clean spoon. while this seems trivial, my roommate and i only have ONE spoon in the apartment in irvine and when none of us feels like doing dishes, eating became quite a problem. sometimes i even had to resort to eating with forks, because it seems like we have one spoon and a million forks. if the forks are female and the spoon is male, i have to say that it's one helluva happy spoon. however, if the forks are male and the spoon is female... poor spoon.

and then, sometimes we even run out of clean forks. it makes me feel rather uneasy to see that a million forks can all be dirty. when this happens and none of us feels like washing dishes, i had to resort to eating with my fingers like back in indo, or just drinking soup.

my laziness is rather amusing.

i'm giving away my AX reborn prints for christmas. i thought it would be nice to make people happy, especially the ones who like my drawings.

and then i realized that i have to write addresses on forty-two envelopes and regretted my decision immediately. at a time like this, an ipplepen, or simply just five arms, would really come in handy.