It has been too hard days for me to write any wards here. In short, I've been almost sick for the weekend. Honestly, I love spending with my kids though, I seem not to be able to live with other children all the way just cavorting. On top of that, I cannot tolerate parents letting them such a rude. That's why I've got a nervous breakdown for these days.

There was sudden rain with thunder in the late afternoon. A short afternoon shower is a typical weather of Summer in Tokyo. My boss cynically talked that Spring has disappeared from Japan, but I'll never agree with him until the cedar pollen completely disappear.

The first day after the sequential holidays. I managed to work hard, although I've still had my head in the clouds.

Has my son gotten some jealous of his 8 months sister? I think not. Apparently, due to his new environment, he may be a little bit eager for affection these days.

We went to a concert which allowed even babies ages zero to come and enjoy. The artist played Hungarian ethnic danceable sounds. Although I and my son listened to the same artists playing for free two years ago, their performance still was so enthusiastic that we got a irritating complaint from a nervous guy sitting in front of us. I'm afraid he was a sort of wretch who cannot enjoy any music more than as a snobbish culture.

I started to try a programming language, Erlang. In fact, I've long known Erlang because I planned and edited the first book on it in Japan. I don't think I could then afford to use it enough to write an application, though. I've never used it much more than just trying sample programs in the book. Today I found myself somehow being able to mimic a sample program in another book on the language, and was really enjoying implementing my simple idea with it.

We visited a family friend and spent the day chatting together and watching DVDs. Then at night, I went to a concert today again. What I was looking forward to was John Adams' "China gates". It's originally a piano solo piece, but today it was performed with a disc jockey. In addition to that, they fluctuated the ambient illumination of the stage. I got intoxicated with the repetitive familiar sounds together with such a dozing effects, and dropped off to sleep for the rest of the show. Fortunately, the last half was made up with Philip Glass' which I'm not so interested in at all.