I have just recently experienced the painful thing they call culture shock. Allow me to elaborate-- I've been attending public school for about three weeks now after a life of almost total solitude, with only a few exceptions. The most exiting social life I've had was an anime club in a library.

It's actually a really good school, the teachers are fantastic and all, but due to my...uh... extremely limited human contact and nearly no social life (and my recently developed Monkish habits don't help the matter) I have had a very hard time trying to "socialize".

Last night is a good example. I went to a homecoming dance, you know, just for the experience. It was hell. Blaring obnoxious music that you can feel vibrating through the floor and the people! Oh, god. They were all bunched up in the middle of the floor like a huge, pulsating mass of...something. It's experiences like that that make me realise how much of a social outcast I am. It's thoroughly depressing.

I've also been subject to people making...comments, degrading comments about something that has been incorporated into my lifestyle. It makes me sick hearing people saying horrible things about crap they don't know or understand.

I'm starting to really doubt people. I just don't understand how they think.



Well, I really don't want to talk about that stuff anymore, so let's see what's been up in my mind, instead.


Ummmm.... I bought another Monk novel and the complete first season. Good stuff, very good stuff. I'm completely obsessed.

Been drawing some weird stuff lately, like an android dude. I need to scan them.

I just bought the fourth book of Tezuka's Phoenix called Karma. It was amazing, one of the best ones yet.

Well, that's about it. I'll post some more stuff later...