Collectors of Eclectic Shoujo & Josei
After my car failed smog, I’ve been commuting to work on my Citizen Tokyo. Twelve gloriously haphazard miles, round trip, through the urban jungle. Hear that neon orange doohicky squeaking…
I’m currently moving house. My brother nearly had our landlord by the collar the other day. Guy (read: landlord) must have been absolutely PO’ed with having to hire a plumber…
The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it. White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift…
Honestly, I have had to go up against meddling aunts, incessantly chirpy relatives raiding my fridge and eating through my why-do-they-make-them-so-freaking-tiny tub of coffee-flavored Häagen-Dazs, and sleepless nights prowling the neighborhood after…
Since this is my first post, in lieu of an introduction, let me share one of my tribulations with you. A few weeks ago, towards the end of August, I…