Fry me to the moon... and let me pray among the stars...

On Saturday I fly out of Adelaide and onto Tokyo… with a few hours in Kuala Lumpur for good measure.

And let me tell you, keeping up motivation at work is a bit of a stretch.

Part of me is excited with this trip. I am embarking on a “life experience” as I’ve been told by others, and that my perception of life is basically going to go through some kind of change by the time I get back.

Another part of me is a little intimidated. I mean, I’ve been to New Zealand twice, but they all spoke Inglush (English) over there, and New Zealand is basically part of Australia - considering how we always steal their thunder and claim their successes as our own.

So, anyway… when it all boils down to it, I should stop feeling some trepidation with this trip… because I’ve paid so much money already… it’s not like I’ll have a choice.

Besides, I’ll bet that when I get back, I’ll wonder what the hell I was so worried about.

The Inane Asylum is shutting up shop for the next two or three weeks (as opposed to having basically died in the arse over the past two months). My email is in my profile if you feel the need to drop a line.

Thanks all. I’ll have photos.

Gambatte.

Kampai!