(diaryland) July 31, 2003 - 1:24 p.m.

This semester seems jam-packed with opportunities or something.

The first thing I did was spill coffee all over the floor of the lecture theatre while gazing at a sign that said, "No food or drinks."

Then I suddenly learnt about yurts. I learnt that pointy yurts are more likely to come from a rainy part of Mongolia, and that less pointy yurts are more likely to come from a less rainy part of Mongolia.

I have decided that this semester I am going to become an expert on Japanese gardening. But I can't decide what kind. Tea gardens? Scholarly gardens? Tiny gardens? If I become an expert on tiny gardens, will it actually teach me how to stop killing my sad little bonsai tree? So many questions.

My bonsai tree is called James.