arghhh..

Finding a job has proven harder than imagined. After dozens of sent CVs and multiple interviews, I still haven't found anyone to sponsor my visa. With the experience I have with children and my tesol/tesl certificate, I'm told that's enough to fly through the "certificate of eligibility" and could be soon on my way to dancing and singing while wiping Japanese babies asses for money. Unfortunately, I have run into to bad luck while here. Not for Takuya, I am an "angel" who brought about a free washing machine, got him a raise, let him buy an ipod, and had 2 men carry our fridge to our 4 story apartment, free of charge. (they prolly looked at us and thought, a gaijin girl and a skinny Japanese boy, we better do tis so they don't kill themselves) ps, these are all good stories, all for a later time.
Takuya had his first Costco experience yesterday before coming home from Chiba. As he busts throught the door with his overnight bag (when he works in Chiba he sleeps at his bosses house) and a huge "think green" shopping bag filled with chips, canned tomatoes, bagels, chocolate and the like. He couldn't stop saying how big the costco market is and how everything comes with so much. I think he's going to be amazed/in fear when he comes to America.
Tomorrow is part 2 of Design Festa, an international design festival. duh. My finnish friend is a volunteer photographer for the festival so she got me tickets. I'm excited to see what it's like and maybe get some new inspiration. But it's not like everyday here isn't an inspiration...