My Luck Holds Out.

Well, it seems as if my sometime Japanese employer has, after limping along for several months under clouds of government suspicion and sanctions, gone belly up. I'm not terribly surprised though, and I guess this means I'll have to give up my vain hope of ever being paid for those final ten days I worked in August and count myself lucky I'm not out more money than that (I am wondering about the other coworkers I left behind in Japan -- are they stranded? Will they have to go home? Can they find another job?)

While it doesn't really affect my any more, except my bankbook, this news has cast a bit of a pall over my reminiscing about Japan, which is going on full steam with the ever-inquisitive Katie eager for stories during our so-far FABULOUS weekend together. But I loved my time there, and I'm not going to let the corpse of my former rabbity employer keep me from loving the wacky country of sumo and sushi and shrines.