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Last night, we third-shifters had to pay back for working one less hour back in March.
The 80's are back.
Note that the original pictures were shot on film or slides, which I have recently scanned to make available in digital format.
I have waited for this so long now.
My muscles ache and I am fed up with people.
Five days off. In a row.
Like holiday.
Gonna be awesome.
A business building in Tokyo.
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FGR's silly self portraits
Please note that my nose actually looks like this when I shove candy canes up in there, NO photo-shop was involved with the appearance of my nose. It for reals looked that awful!!
It's finally here!!! The new coffee maker! It makes coffee. Good coffee! It replaces the broken ones. It's from zojirushi.
I know the coffee gourmet's, or cormet's as I like to call them, will say "over head drip, that sucks". And they're right. It's not as good as my french press at home. But considering people here would buy folgers if I let them we're doing pretty good. It's thermal carafe is good and it doesn't even have a heating element underneath, so no burninating.
Ok. Enough gushing. Off to the kitchenette to refill my silly mug.
I finished my shift yesterday morning with a serious knife assault.
I was like twenty yards away, when a disagreement went south with the speed of light.
Pulled my gun and was fractions of a second to shoot the perpetrator, but for some reason, I put the gun back in the holster and jumped at him, roaring like a bear.
Very effective, actually.
All activity around just stopped, and he dropped down on the street, face down.
When cuffing him, he sort of came back to fight mode.
Doing some weird alligator roll, over and over. I got bored with him and put my knee between his shoulder. A big no-no, I know, but what the hell do I know what this druginduced fella is capable of, really?
Someone shouted about "overviolence", but hey?
Fine. Come over and do my job then. For a night or two.
At least his victim is fine now, and grateful for my work.
That´s enough for me.
He is happy. And alive.