Bad Day For Trekkie

Gashi soshite aisatsu, everyone, and welcome to Sasori's Rock! (Konnichiwa!) Takusan, why do you always write that as one word? (Huh?) It should be konnichi wa. Two words. (Um, okay...why?) Because wa is a particle that follows a subject. Konnichi, or hello, is the subject, and wa is a subject marker. (Been getting into our lessons a little obsessively, eh?) Japanese is fun! (That it is. Wow, it's been a while since we last updated, hasn't it?) I'll say. Everything under the rock is so dusty. Hasn't the maid been here lately? (...we have a maid?) Of course! Don't you remember Kelly? (Oh, right! Doesn't she work at the Bureau of Forgotten Information now?) Part time. I wonder why she hasn't come by. Ahem. (Uh-oh.) Kelly has been by, but I was forced to send her away. Kumori Shuga...did you fire my maid? Of course not, darling. I only told her that I could take care of this mess by myself. (Hai, but see, there's a problem with that.) You didn't take care of it. All right, so maybe I left a bit of dust here and there...but I didn't want that girl hanging around in here! Kumori, she wasn't "hanging around", she was cleaning! (And besides, I thought you liked company.) Not the company of some unkempt little vagrant! You should've seen her hair! She kept it in a bun! No one wears their hair in a bun anymore! Some people do. Especially when they're cleaning. Well, I happen to take a little more pride in my appearence! (Kumori...you don't have an appearence. You're an ethereal being created from the substance that makes up Sasori's imagination, and she never got around to officially manifesting you.) *sniff* A girl can dream, can't she? *sigh* If you go away, I'll plot an exterior for you, okay? Okay! Just make sure it's a good one! *poof* (That was...interesting. So, are you actually going to do what you told her?) Probably not. (Thought so. Anyway... how was your day?) Oh, just one darned little thing after another! Mom is horrifyingly sick and I think I'm getting it, my brother is being a tempermental jerk, I can't find the port for my camera, I got a level 3 in my Solo & Ensemble choir performance (4 being the lowest), some girl I've never spoken to in my life told me to shut up today in Art class for no real reason, I was late for math and had to hit my head on a door as an excuse, I haven't talked to Matt at all this week except for five minutes today before I went home, and I'll be going to a Gold Company II (jazz choir) concert tomorrow, which would be great except for the fact that I'll be missing a really awesome episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. (I see...that's quite a day...) It sure is. (Wait, since when do watch Star Trek?) You don't pay attention at all, do you?  I became a Trekkie two weeks ago! Yeesh! (Oh, that's right! You've developed an unhealthy obsession with TNG during exam week when you discovered that it plays from 2:00 until 5:00 on weekdays.) Right. Lovely bit of exposition there, by the way. (Arigatou.) I think I might be able to get my friend's mom to record it for me, which is great, because I don't think I'll be able to go three whole days without TNG. (That's really pathetic, you know.) Hai, but it makes me happy. (You just watch it because of Data.) Who, the pale emotionless android guy? (Don't act like you don't know! You scoot closer to the screen whenver he comes on!) Well, I-I just...what I mean is...you see, there's a thing...um, we'll see you next time at Sasori's Rock! (Saw that coming.)

Aikou kara Sasori! (Hey, I'm not finished making fun of you yet!)

THINGS I DON'T UNDERSTAND