I decided to officiate my fan club for those who like my apparently amusing musings on love, food, medical mishaps as a professional patient, the breaking of molds in typified human cliques, interesting shows and dreams of all types.

I hereby declare myself a freak

Meh ... .f*ck it, me too. Lay that Japanese ice cream on me!

First order...While I am laid up with illness, I currently have been trying to study farming games for my game but so far, soil sampling as a preparatory step is about as far as I got and it's only the first step.

Still, I have my notes from last night.

How could I ever do right by the standards the late great Satoru Iwata left in being both a crew member and executive with the heart of my audience?

We currently have 12 flavors of mochi ice cream bon bons, two of which are varieties of green tea. The others are Chocolate, Vanilla, Strawberry, Kona Coffee, Mint chocolate chip, Cookies and Creme, Black Sesame, Mango, Plum Wine and Red Bean.

Second order, I had been writing a novelization that combines all the various media of Sailor Moon. I also working on translation of a Sailor Moon fan fiction from using the old dub names (Serena and Darien) to the original Japanese names (Usagi and Mamoru). This is more an exercise in following orders. The fan fiction was intended to be retrofitted with the Japanese names, but that never happened. I took it upon myself to work on that.

I even have a story of my own.

BTW, I had been thinking over my parents musing on marriage material like: "Make sure to keep your partner happy because they may seek happiness elsewhere otherwise" and "Don't marry mama's boys, they'll just turn you into their own mother."

Personally, the musings may sound cheap, but my parents know what's best for me.

I'll be in anyone's fanclub really :3