...in Love & War. And when stealing that last banana from The Pantry.

Seeing my name show up on personalised stationary, museum signs, graffiti or just on another Miho's facebook is strangely stirring.

Miho isn't a common name outside of Japan, so unlike the blase Qin Huis, Marys, Sitis of the world, I twitch hugely whenever someone yells my name. So there isn't many Mihos on this island. I'm guessing it's under 25 of us. Probably only one M.Iwaki, maybe two if we're feeling particularly hopeful. Therefore, the chances of your Miho being me is around 6/7 on a busy Friday at the interchange. This is after employing complicated math beyond either of us. It is awfully possible that I just liked the number 7 too.

If you are here on this blog, it's only me la, this place isn't thaaaat easy to find. I know because i googled, for secrecy's sake.

But not so on the internet, the great equaliser of cultural idiocracies, mass distributer of Wide Wide Weirdness. The internet sez; zillions of Mihos storm the big bad cities, prancing placidly amongst the greener grass of That Other Side.

They're having an awesome time of it too. There's a Miho H. working at YSL, she sends handwritten notes to her customers. There's a MihoAoki who's the co-founder of United Bamboo, and designs slightly twisted, indie-loved clothes. There's a Mihothepornstar. There's a Miho Museum in Japan, no bull, and museums naturally win over people and other menial, little things. We can ignore the truckload of mihomusicians, it's better for my ego if i didn't let my voice be anywhere near theirs.

My point here is, i don't know what my point is. No, read that again, i accidentally made sense with that line. Not to be so existentialist, but what's my point here? Other Mihos are making better use of their names, they are carving it in 72-point font Awesome. It's sans-serifs too, beat that!

And me, I'm just the bookworm who's still so branded by King Arthur and Robin Hood and god only remembers what other bible-like books i read as a young impressionable & scrappy kid that i'm astounded today by what seems like almost everyone else who really honestly feels that all's fair in love & war.

I'm also the AE who isn't particularly good at her job, but is pretty awesome at rationalising creatives/bullshitting. Some chick you see a lot at Nasrins not being very nice to her friends. Known as Gremlin at work, Grumpfuck amongst friends, Should-keep-her-hair-long with idiot guys and will-punch-you with other guys. A scatterbrain who shrugs at euro cars, VIP party invites, branded sunglasses or your latest gadgetry that shows you will become a good provider to your future wife and kids. Irritable, sarcastic, foul-mouthed & snarky. Loses interest easily, have fluctuating priorities, overthink things, impatient. But at least she cleans up nicely sometimes.

Someone who's not going to make it home in time for dinner because her colleagues want to go drinking, again. And the wandering girl who's not making the Clan of Miho proud.


Hopefully, just not yet.