This signal from South America is quite weak so I'll be brief.
Yeah, I wish, the surfboard wasn't nearly strong enough to kill him.
Today has been an incredibly draining, emotional day that I don't care to share at this moment, because quite simply, I'm fucked.
But I thought seriously today about packing up and going home, or throwing Ryochan out of the house. If I could do password protected posts, today's story would be one of them. But then again, I'd probably just give every Internet Tom, Dick and Harry the password anyway so I guess it wouldn't mean much.
Sorry for the blog-cock tease but I may be up for it tomorrow. Until then, I'm off to contemplate my marriage, life in Japan, and life in general!