Where do I even begin?

My grandfather passed away, leaving me his house and his boat. Yes, grandfather, because I needed another boat. I'm selling it.

My hair is short, now. My family was glad to see it cut.

I bought a new car. A Porsche. It's hideous, but it's very fast. The seats are leather.

I did something very ill-advised and foolish while on a business trip that ended in something more ill-advised and foolish, and I don't regret it in the least.

Hirofumi has moved in with me, though he is still using his old apartment as a studio. I am more enchanted with him than I was at the beginning, and I am only getting fonder. It's rather disgusting. I should be more moderate and temperate and less inclined to act like a little schoolboy, but I really can't find cause to care. It is safe to say that I'm in love. I even made him meet my family.

...Which led to my ill-advised actions. He may think it's too soon, but I have this habit of going after what I want in very... unambiguous ways. What he doesn't know is that I don't plan on getting married for a very long time, unless it's for financial reasons. I just prefer the security of knowing that he won't stray. It's like a contract.

The gallery opens tonight.
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Phone is on, and Araki's gallery opens tonight. Go see it!

Some old friends back home are throwing a New Year's party, and it is an absolute shame that I cannot attend. I miss Texas, after all. Still, Hirofumi and I will be in Times Square, as I promised him, and it will be entertaining enough. I have done this every year since I moved to New York, and for the first time I will be sharing it with someone I actually enjoy spending time with. My little project has turned out to be quite a wonder, and I am certain he will be as productive this year as he was last. In a month or so, we will be able to fully open his gallery. I cannot say I will be eager to part with any of the works, as I love his art. It is raw, natural, yet somehow slightly modern. There are no words for how happy I am to have claimed him.

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Phone is on.

The end of the year is almost upon me, and I can barely contain my frustration. The entire year has been fruitless, lead after lead put down by fools who gave up real talent in favor of sensationalism and "modern art". It's all worthless crap.

I've pinned the last of my hopes on the East Village, and I will scour it until I find something worthy of notice. They say art flourishes here. I will find it, or I'll move to California. I prefer the climate here, so I hope that isn't my only viable option. Still, I want to find my own success, in my own way, and I want people to remember my name for the reasons I desire.
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Phone is on, and business cards are at his galleries. Make your mark.

Note: I kind of apped this character a bit retroactively. I've been playing him opposite Viv's Araki for a little while now. His current status is that he's discovered Araki's talent and adopted him as a little project. They're also kinda dating. Well, not kinda. Atobe bought him a hella ton of stuff and then asked him out. So they're very dating. Yes, it's crack of the highest quality.