As I type, I look down at the surface of my left hand and see writing that was put there by my special someone. It is the little things, as well as the big things, that keep my mind on the one I care about the most. She makes me worry when I know I shouldn't. She wrote on my hand yesterday and even though I've washed my hands and showered and what not, it is still there. It was one of those permanent pens which hurt a little when she was pushing the pen into my hand.

It is that feeling that tightens up inside and the only remedy is her. When I say I miss her, I do. When someone other than her asks about her, I think about her even more. Maybe that's why I'm so exhausted; I'm busy thinking of her. She's my squeezable teddy bear.

My body is tired, my mind is exhausted, and the feeling of coldness embodies my surroundings. Realizing what I did yesterday, I know why I am feeing this way. For the first part, my haircut with a #1 on the sides is the source of the cold feeling. And since my running shoes haven't gotten a real workout, running was my choice yesterday, as well as the minor softball practice we encountered. It felt good to go running/jogging/walking. Not good like I enjoy the pain good, but the fact that I haven't been on my feet because I've been exercising my mind with Call of Duty. Which leads to the fact that my mind just needs a break from video games. Hard to believe, but instead of just giving it up, I've taken on the role of parent and given myself a time limit.

Sunday thru Thursday
If I don't start playing by 10pm, no playing until the next evening.
If I start before 10pm, the game I'm on by 1130pm is my last.

Friday & Saturday
No starting limit, but must be off by 2am.

Reason for these restrictions is because I'm always tired at work, and this is after a week back from Japan. I thought it was the time getting used to...no, it was my late playing with the people. And it doesn't help that the new variety maps came out. I need to draw the line somewhere, it's the only way to progress and be productive at work. Anyway, Smash softball tournament is coming up. Is the team ready? Probably not, but let's have fun out there.

Am I meant to live a prolonged life where the natural life cycle is bound to happen later in my life. With the 30th anniversary of my being right around the corner, should I be aware that I'm not getting married and having kids like the rest of those of age are doing. Probably not. Once again, I look to where my siblings are with their life and they seem happy. Don't get me wrong, happiness is spread all over my life. With work experiences increasing, my health isn't par, but I'm still standing, and the fact that I have a very special and important person in my life, isn't that what matters really. Speaking rhetorical, I'm ready for what God obstacles my path. Also looking at the age of my dear father, he was but a year older than myself when he had his first child, and 20+ years later, he is fathering another son, who I cherish. My dad is my hero because he CAN do anything. He is what I want to be, but at the same time, better than to make him proud. Besides that, my life is wondering road that I think about everyday. Am I making the right decision? No one could answer their own questions when asked of this, and there are no wrong decisions, unless it's immoral. Push forward with your goals, thoughts, or boulders. Never give up...even if sacrificing the right things. Always think before pushing though. Joey? Stop talking to yourself...knucklehead.

Hello folks,

I recently went to Japan to do an installation at Misawa AB. The trip went as planned, with a few hiccups here and there, but it went smoothly. As for the sightseeings aspect, it was more than I had expected. From trying to read which subway to get on. Wait, back up. We had trouble trying to purchase the correct ticket. Me being out of America for the first time since my Mexico trip more than a decade ago, I was completely overwhelmed. As a domestic traveler of the US, this was just completely different. I'm used to reading location and subway maps with such ease, but I was baffled and I literally had a question mark over my head. It is a learning curve that was strictly straight for the whole duration of the trip. We didn't rent a car on this trip, which was lucky for us. The steering wheel was on the passenger side and the streets were opposite. So, I say lucky because I would've crashed into many cars. I sat in the "passenger" seat which made my perception of on-coming cars seem more closer than what they truly were. And grabbing the steering wheel wouldn't be a good idea. What else? The cars are squished. Not all the cars, but the cars, as well as the food, are smaller portions. With cars being narrow, the streets compensated for the smaller streets. No stop signs!!!! Well, the stop signs were all yield signs...I think.

I did get homesick and wanted to be home when I was first in Tokyo. As you get used to being a foreigner, you just need to ask around for someone who speaks even a bit of English. Even ordering food was difficult. So, to help, just point. Most likely, the server speaks English. There was an incident where we pointed at the picture and the server started speaking English...I'm a dumb foreigner. I was homesick because I missed Cami. I admit, she makes me stronger when it comes to strange and unusual things. Back to my trip, I swear, they show like game shows around the clock. We actually ran into an area of Akasaka where a game show was happening. All was cool. The trip had many experiences, which I hope I will be able to explain more in the second half.