read the first thing ive ever fully read over the course of the past couple months while i was here in setagaya. it was Twelfth Night by old man Willie Shakes, and as much as i do not usually go in for Shakespeare, i have to admit that it was pretty funny, olde english and all.

now i am about half way through Notes from the Underground by Fyodor Dostoevesky, because i love everything the Russian writes, even if it is weird semiphilisophical rambling.