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I do so hate the holidays. Every year is more of the same, disappointment followed by an unfortable and accusing meal often ending in petty name calling and pointed fingers. I do my best not to be home during this late few months however this cursed holiday spirit seems to follow me. I was meandering in my local mall in August, AUGUST GOD DAMN IT! and there were chrismas decorations up. I remember when christmas in July was a joke but no more. It is vexing to put it mildly. Mind you, this onslaugh of unwanted cheer and good intentions executed poorly does nothing to lighten my mood.

Once again I find myself passing the time hilt in hand. This only serves to further depress me as I lack a way of improving my own skill and I am devoid of sparring partners for at least another six months. I spend my days studding the teachings of Miyamoto Musashi but that can only take me so far. With a bit of luck, my old brother in arms will be returning before too much longer and the gutters will run red with our blood. That should be great fun. Ah well, I just have to survive a few more months. Maybe I'll figure something out before then. Probably not, but I'll take what I can get.