On another note, the loft is in. My dad is now a god, what he's done is amazing. He even stayed and helped Amanda and I move the rest of our furniture. He rarely says how he feels, but seeing all the work that went into this loft, I know he loves me. It feels like a completely different room in here, and it's so much better.
Tomorrow is my second day of Japanese...and this time, I damn well intend to be prepared. I've studied just this lesson for about 2 hours, and I'm gonna do some more before I go to bed.