I have been having cravings for something I couldn't put my finger on all night. After the kimchee mandu goodness, I didn't need dinner, but was peckish.
Dill pickles and coke. Who would have guessed?
Own only what you can carry with you; know language, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag. - Alexander Solzhenitsyn
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Fess up now or the ghosts of my dead toenails will haunt you...
Half of one of my big toenails just decided to come off. All I did was rub my feet together!!! WTF?!? I had always kept my toenails super short, since really, I bit my nails folks, and if you have ugly nails, what is the point in beautiful toenails?
However, once again, being resident in Korea seems to have cured my nail biting. (Ha, mom! Bet you never thought of that cure!!!) My nails are stupidly weak though and so they break off a lot. I had them and my toenails at perfect manicure/ pedicure length, only to have one of my student step on my foot in such a way as to break my toenail vertically up to the nail bed. Not fun, I can tell you. My toenails are very, very dry and so they seem to break alot.
So, what do I do??? I am sure they taught this in school while I was busy skipping (along with the secret of eternal youth; the answer to life, the universe, and everything; the proof of a higher being; where the missing socks go; why toast always falls peanut butter side down; and many other fascinating facts. i skipped a lot, so they had a lot of time). Obviously I caught the part on semi-colon use, though.
If you don't post an answer in my comments section, I will send the ghosts of my dead toenails to haunt you. And that would be icky!!!
However, once again, being resident in Korea seems to have cured my nail biting. (Ha, mom! Bet you never thought of that cure!!!) My nails are stupidly weak though and so they break off a lot. I had them and my toenails at perfect manicure/ pedicure length, only to have one of my student step on my foot in such a way as to break my toenail vertically up to the nail bed. Not fun, I can tell you. My toenails are very, very dry and so they seem to break alot.
So, what do I do??? I am sure they taught this in school while I was busy skipping (along with the secret of eternal youth; the answer to life, the universe, and everything; the proof of a higher being; where the missing socks go; why toast always falls peanut butter side down; and many other fascinating facts. i skipped a lot, so they had a lot of time). Obviously I caught the part on semi-colon use, though.
If you don't post an answer in my comments section, I will send the ghosts of my dead toenails to haunt you. And that would be icky!!!
Happy and a little bit weepy
I just had a conversation with Sarah on MSN (ok, Kari must have helped!) all about what she does at recess at her new school and what she makes with her PlayDoh.
I am sad to be missing all that in person. It was a great chat, but I am very weepy.
I am sad to be missing all that in person. It was a great chat, but I am very weepy.
I'm going to starve to death... or not...
In Korea, things happen fast. Buildings are ripped down and go up and businesses suceed and fail in amazingly short time spans.
Sadly, the galbi restaurant in our building is gone. We have been eating there 1-2 times a week since I got here, so not only is it sad, I may have just lost my only source of weekly protein!
Across the intersection, a Baskin Robins has now joined the Dunkin' Donuts and Mr. Pizza. Are people in Korea trying to make me fat??? Except that I may be the only person saved from weight gain by laziness - I am too lazy to cross the intersection and it isn't on my way to anywhere. That said, I have a mocha every single day from Magos and will even be the receiptient of a free coffee this friday. I don't want any comments telling me the calorie value of a mocha or how much I could save per year by making my coffee by myself. Life is about the little luxuries and it doesn't get more luxurious than a really well-made coffee with just enough chocolate to sweeten it, but not enough to take away that bitter coffee taste.
In other food related news, Mr. Joo bought us kimchee mandu. Yum. It was even spicier than normal, so I have been drinking water, and of course peeing, like crazy all evening.
In non-food related news, I bought another pair of earrings. To hell with creating pigs with extra livers and hearts, it's about time the mad scientists of the world got together and started working on a method for growing extra sets of ears. I am going to need them to display all my Korean earring purchases. I am a bit afraid that I am starting to get a little too familiar with the bling...
Also, Julie has mad skills with The Claw. I certainly know who to ask for a light.
Sadly, the galbi restaurant in our building is gone. We have been eating there 1-2 times a week since I got here, so not only is it sad, I may have just lost my only source of weekly protein!
Across the intersection, a Baskin Robins has now joined the Dunkin' Donuts and Mr. Pizza. Are people in Korea trying to make me fat??? Except that I may be the only person saved from weight gain by laziness - I am too lazy to cross the intersection and it isn't on my way to anywhere. That said, I have a mocha every single day from Magos and will even be the receiptient of a free coffee this friday. I don't want any comments telling me the calorie value of a mocha or how much I could save per year by making my coffee by myself. Life is about the little luxuries and it doesn't get more luxurious than a really well-made coffee with just enough chocolate to sweeten it, but not enough to take away that bitter coffee taste.
In other food related news, Mr. Joo bought us kimchee mandu. Yum. It was even spicier than normal, so I have been drinking water, and of course peeing, like crazy all evening.
In non-food related news, I bought another pair of earrings. To hell with creating pigs with extra livers and hearts, it's about time the mad scientists of the world got together and started working on a method for growing extra sets of ears. I am going to need them to display all my Korean earring purchases. I am a bit afraid that I am starting to get a little too familiar with the bling...
Also, Julie has mad skills with The Claw. I certainly know who to ask for a light.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
If there was a Miniskirt Olympics...
...Korea would win. I can't take credit for that insightful comment though, it was said by someone I was with at 66, though I can't recall who.
Another weekend has gone by
I was going to blog when I got home last night, but I got one of those weird small cuts that bleed like crazy. I made myself a small, late night caprese and cut myself a tiny bit on the thumb while cutting the tomato. It was the tiniest cut EVER and yet I managed to bleed all over the place. So, as I was tired and injured, I ate my salad and hopped into bed to sleep for the next 12 hours. It was much needed sleep.
My weekened included many of the same things it always does: a bit of time at 66, some silver earring buying, the trip into itaewon to put money on my phone, and movie watching with James (Final Destination 3 and Dark Water). Unlike normal, I didn't go out on any late nights (except Ladies' Night on Thursday, more on that later) and I had to wake up early to go up to Dongducheon. This time I took the second last train home and actually made it back to Dangsan before the subways stopped running. I'm going to have to start getting little weather reports before heading up to Dongducheon because it is a lot cooler up there than it is in Seoul.
So, Thursday. YunJin's birthday, though she didn't tell me that! We went to ladies' night after a quick stop at a little park for a "smoke". The kind of smoke you can't buy in the Family Mart. lovely. Then we hit Itaewon and I bumped into Frank and got to steal some of his mandu, as he was on his way home and I was on my way into the Loft. YunJin and I played darts with some random people. I suck at darts. I can generally hit the board, but seldom what I am aiming at. Nor do I understand which numbers I am supposed to hit or the scoring system or to go up and get my darts (I wish it was like bowling and they just came back to you). However, I managed to win! We drank a bit and danced a lot and bumped into Sesh, who is by now on her way home.
So that was my weekend. As per usual, Sunday was my favorite part.
My weekened included many of the same things it always does: a bit of time at 66, some silver earring buying, the trip into itaewon to put money on my phone, and movie watching with James (Final Destination 3 and Dark Water). Unlike normal, I didn't go out on any late nights (except Ladies' Night on Thursday, more on that later) and I had to wake up early to go up to Dongducheon. This time I took the second last train home and actually made it back to Dangsan before the subways stopped running. I'm going to have to start getting little weather reports before heading up to Dongducheon because it is a lot cooler up there than it is in Seoul.
So, Thursday. YunJin's birthday, though she didn't tell me that! We went to ladies' night after a quick stop at a little park for a "smoke". The kind of smoke you can't buy in the Family Mart. lovely. Then we hit Itaewon and I bumped into Frank and got to steal some of his mandu, as he was on his way home and I was on my way into the Loft. YunJin and I played darts with some random people. I suck at darts. I can generally hit the board, but seldom what I am aiming at. Nor do I understand which numbers I am supposed to hit or the scoring system or to go up and get my darts (I wish it was like bowling and they just came back to you). However, I managed to win! We drank a bit and danced a lot and bumped into Sesh, who is by now on her way home.
So that was my weekend. As per usual, Sunday was my favorite part.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
If only I was the slightest bit artistic...
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Stop taunting me, dammit!
I am staring at a very delicious looking chocolate ice cream/popsicle. The problem is that it is in a very odd plastic package. I can't get it out. I want it! NOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWW! But I don't understand this popsicle and haven't the faintest clue what I am supposed to do in order to eat it.
You know you need more sleep when...
... you think to yourself that poor cats have hairballs of the same stuff that makes up dust bunnies. And that it must be so nasty to have to deal with that.
In other news, I bought two shirts and a sweater for $20 in a Giordano's sale. Yay HomePlus!
I love the girls at Maggoos. The make really good mochas, with only enough chocolate to sweeten it, so it is still has a lovely bitter coffee taste, and they now start my coffee before I even order. There is something so reassuring about being a regular somewhere.
In other news, I bought two shirts and a sweater for $20 in a Giordano's sale. Yay HomePlus!
I love the girls at Maggoos. The make really good mochas, with only enough chocolate to sweeten it, so it is still has a lovely bitter coffee taste, and they now start my coffee before I even order. There is something so reassuring about being a regular somewhere.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
AHHHHH!
Finally a morning without the jackhammering and instead I end up with someone at my door at 9am wanting to talk to me about Jesus. In Korean. Is there anything I would rather do LESS at 9am?
I never see them normally and then...
...two of my students saw me holding hands with James on Sunday. Nothing like 20 questions on boyfriends from a bunch of kids.
Random Thoughts on Grown-up-ness
Poor James is sick.
Which lead me to think about the blog entry I kept meaning to write and forgetting about. Basically, Sunday's lunch involved a lot of discussion about his house, its furnishings, and landscaping.
And it is bizarre to think that I have reached the grand old age of 28 without really ever dealing with any of this myself. Sure, I bought a bookcase and desk and sulked my way through refinishing some iron bedposts before my second year of university. However, aside from two university shared houses, I have always lived in furnished accomodation. Oh, I suppose there was the Ikea purchases with Alan, which I was required to make myself (am not half bad at furniture construction, apparently, as I do like to read the instructions and follow the pictures, and the damn desk turned out to be lopsided due to the uneven floor. though a hammer would have been greatly apprecieated during construction). But, basically, furniture purchasing and thoughts about landscaping, or nice kitchen stools, or cars have just not been part of my adulthood.
Which is not to say I feel any less adult. While I am sure your average idiot could figure out how to live life in Korea, not everyone could do so and find a way to like it. And I do not so bad at the whole dealing-with-life-in-a-foreign-language-i-don't-speak. Even dealing with a lovely round of pneumonia and a very dodgy ankle. I have now lived in three different countries with three very different cultures and I think it has done me a fair amount of good. And taught me some miming skills that I expect one day to come in handy in competitive games of charades.
But it certainly seems like the ultimate in grown-up-ness to own a house and have to maintain the bugger. And perhaps to learn to drive... One of these years, anyways...
Which lead me to think about the blog entry I kept meaning to write and forgetting about. Basically, Sunday's lunch involved a lot of discussion about his house, its furnishings, and landscaping.
And it is bizarre to think that I have reached the grand old age of 28 without really ever dealing with any of this myself. Sure, I bought a bookcase and desk and sulked my way through refinishing some iron bedposts before my second year of university. However, aside from two university shared houses, I have always lived in furnished accomodation. Oh, I suppose there was the Ikea purchases with Alan, which I was required to make myself (am not half bad at furniture construction, apparently, as I do like to read the instructions and follow the pictures, and the damn desk turned out to be lopsided due to the uneven floor. though a hammer would have been greatly apprecieated during construction). But, basically, furniture purchasing and thoughts about landscaping, or nice kitchen stools, or cars have just not been part of my adulthood.
Which is not to say I feel any less adult. While I am sure your average idiot could figure out how to live life in Korea, not everyone could do so and find a way to like it. And I do not so bad at the whole dealing-with-life-in-a-foreign-language-i-don't-speak. Even dealing with a lovely round of pneumonia and a very dodgy ankle. I have now lived in three different countries with three very different cultures and I think it has done me a fair amount of good. And taught me some miming skills that I expect one day to come in handy in competitive games of charades.
But it certainly seems like the ultimate in grown-up-ness to own a house and have to maintain the bugger. And perhaps to learn to drive... One of these years, anyways...
Serves me right
So, I realise that I could be eating a more healthy diet. Today I tried to improve the situation. I had a peanut butter and banana sandwich for breakfast and took fresh pineapple, mandarin pieces, and some yoghurt to school with me. By the end of the day I was so damn hungry that I stopped at Two Two Fried Chicken on the way home.
Now my stomach hurts. Serves me right for trying to eat healthy!
Now my stomach hurts. Serves me right for trying to eat healthy!
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Jackhammering
Thanks so much to the construction people in the building. Two days in a row of jackhammering in the early hours of the morning.
Hahaha
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Interrupting cow."
"Interrupting cow -" "MOO!"
~~~~~~~
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Control freak. NOW THIS IS THE PART WHERE YOU SAY 'CONTROL FREAK WHO?' "
"Who's there?"
"Interrupting cow."
"Interrupting cow -" "MOO!"
~~~~~~~
"Knock knock."
"Who's there?"
"Control freak. NOW THIS IS THE PART WHERE YOU SAY 'CONTROL FREAK WHO?' "
AHHHHH!
I just realised that I managed to lose TWO earrings last night. I keep a set of stainless steal earrings in my top 3 holes because I don't want them to grow in and one is missing. WTF did I do to manage to lose that? They are normally quite hard to get off. It is very annoying, cause I want to buy some more to replace the missing ones, but haven't a clue where I could get them here.
If I was a TV show, this would be my theme song
I am such a ditz. My ability to forget things places, or lose them in the house, or whatever is phenomenal. I managed to leave my sweater at Pedros and lose an earring last night. This song was meant for me, though I admit, I don't have to be drinking tequila, or drinking at all in fact, to lose my stuff exactly like this!
Joe Nichols - Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off Lyrics
She said I’m going out with my girlfriends
Margaritas at the holiday inn
Oh have mercy my only thought
Was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks Patron
Her closets missing half the things she bought
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
Them panty hose aint gonna last too long
If the dj puts bon jovi on
She might come home in a table cloth
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She can handle any champagne brunch
A bridal shower with Bacardi punch
Jello shooters full of Smirnoff
But tequila makes her clothes fall off
She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
She don’t mean nothing
She just havin fun
Tomorrow she say oh what have I done
Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Joe Nichols - Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off Lyrics
She said I’m going out with my girlfriends
Margaritas at the holiday inn
Oh have mercy my only thought
Was tequila makes her clothes fall off
I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks Patron
Her closets missing half the things she bought
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
Them panty hose aint gonna last too long
If the dj puts bon jovi on
She might come home in a table cloth
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
She can handle any champagne brunch
A bridal shower with Bacardi punch
Jello shooters full of Smirnoff
But tequila makes her clothes fall off
She’ll start by kicking out of her shoes
Lose an earring in her drink
Leave her jacket in the bathroom stall
Drop a contact down the sink
She don’t mean nothing
She just havin fun
Tomorrow she say oh what have I done
Her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
Yea tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
Oh tequila makes her clothes fall off
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