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Tomorrow is Halloween and even though they don't "celebrate" it here, in traditonal spirit I bought a pair of cat ears and a tail at Tokyu Hands "creative living store." First, you wouldn't BELIEVE how much they sell crappy costumes for there. We're talking $50 and up. But then, it could be exactly the same in the US and I'd be completely unaware as I've never been loser enough to buy a pre-made, pre-assembled, generic, crap-o costume. (Can you sense the angst toward cookie-cutter costumes in me?) Tomorrow I plan to make as many people stare at me as humanly possible. Or at least have a good laugh at my stupid gaijin expense. Nyao!

I'm meeting Kazu, Charles's ex-roomate and former UO student at Baba station tomorrow for coffee with he and his friend. Wow, and I can say that all in Japanese except the EX and FORMER stuff.

I recieved a call today from the modeling agency I'm registered at. They have a potential job for me already. Some McDonald's promotional video. A $200 paycheck. I shudder at the thought of working in any way for McEvil but since the promotional video will never reach public eyes, I feel no shame in accepting. There's one small problem, though. They job is on Wednesday (yes, my one technically "free" day) and I teach English on Wednesday.

You may say, "Why, Kat, the obvious choice is a $200 job over a $30 job, isn't it?" Well, yes, it is... but I feel obligated to help my English clients. Even though one of them will be absent next week, hence cutting my pay by $10 for the hour, I can't walk out on them or cancel ALREADY. This week was our first real lesson. It's a real freaking dilemma, I tell ya. Since the agent who called me could give me no definite time of day for the job, I told him to get back to me because I should not cancel my English teaching job without further notice. As loathe as I would be to pass up this first assignment, it's not missing the paycheck that worries me but perhaps making a bad first impression. On both accounts-- English Teaching and Modeling. Bah.

No need to worry since it's out of my hands until the agent calls me back and then must I decide. Of course, I worry anyway since I am who I am. I worry that I will NEVER have time for a modeling job. I worry that they'll gradually pass me over because my schedule is so full. I worry that I'm spending too much to be able to travel and survive here with personal expense income. I worry that when I get home I'll have no cash in my account. I worry that I will have no free time regardless of work or no work. I worry I'll forget what it's like to sleep a full night.

I might develop a nervous tick. But then, that's not fitting for a cat-girl.

Damn, my room is dusty.