Monday, March 26, 2007
They don't stop!
I wish some one would tell the Jehovah's Wintnesses that a foreigner who speaks almost no English lives in i-bek-o-ho (my room number). They must be close by. Third time already. Foiled each time. Wide eyed at the foreigner each time. Spread the news....no not that.....the news that I can't talk to y'all. Last time it was funny. This time I am PMSing. It could get ugly, I swear. Hehehe.
Just a shout out to those who check my blog regularly. Thanks. It is always nice to read your comments and know that you've been here. Robin, love the story about clockin' the ajoshi. For the rest of y'all, who may remember that Rob's super power is super speed, she's at least 2 inches taller than me. I'm taller than 90% of the Korean population....you do the math. No wonder she landed it on his forehead. Spin, thanks for the bind off advice. (I almost wrote BO advice, then remembered that 99.9% of my wonderful readers-that's the other 5-would think I meant body oder. Hehehehehe......especially funny in Korea, land of the imported, overly girly, smell ya coming from a block away deodorant).
Weather: rainy
School: busy, gotta get the progress reports done. Planning, planning planning. It never ends.
Laundry: dry, needs to be put away.
House: clean. still got to get the crappy desk out on the street. I feel weird doing that. Under the cover over darkness (of which there is none here)
stomach: not quite empty
battlestar galactica: downloading, much too slowly
dinner: don't want to make it. Don't want to bust out school books either. I want to read my regular book
on my beside table (which is actually a chair): Book 2 of the Fionavar Tapestry, which I highly recomend to those I know read fantasy.
Typing skill: non-existent. Spelling skillz left with the typing skills. Maybe they're looking for some soju?
PMS: rampant. Get over it.
Me: Done. Decision made-I'm going to read, cook, watch TV, and if any school books get looked at in the meanwhile..well, wouldn't that just be shocking.
Weather: rainy
School: busy, gotta get the progress reports done. Planning, planning planning. It never ends.
Laundry: dry, needs to be put away.
House: clean. still got to get the crappy desk out on the street. I feel weird doing that. Under the cover over darkness (of which there is none here)
stomach: not quite empty
battlestar galactica: downloading, much too slowly
dinner: don't want to make it. Don't want to bust out school books either. I want to read my regular book
on my beside table (which is actually a chair): Book 2 of the Fionavar Tapestry, which I highly recomend to those I know read fantasy.
Typing skill: non-existent. Spelling skillz left with the typing skills. Maybe they're looking for some soju?
PMS: rampant. Get over it.
Me: Done. Decision made-I'm going to read, cook, watch TV, and if any school books get looked at in the meanwhile..well, wouldn't that just be shocking.
Friday, March 23, 2007
Random Thoughts
I knit my first sock. Need to fix one hole. But what pisses me off was that I was trying to be a good girl and cast off really well, and it's too tight! !#U(*U(*Y$*(!@Y$!!! I can only just barely get it over my ankle. This just will not do. I am trying to fix it, but I ca't figure out how to get thread to the stiches to loosen them. Grrrrrr.
Saw 300 with Kristy. Mancandy.......mmmmmm....even with fakish abs. Flexfest. No one has abs like that all the time. But still...mmmmmm. Kristy about clocked a drunk ajoshi (korean guy) on the way home. We were waiting for the crossing light to change and he was yelling progressively more loudly at us. Wanting nothing whatsoever to do with him, we ignored him, though Kristy commented that she would essentially take him out if she had to. I felt exactly the same. Most of these people are smaller than me. Anyway, he finally came up to us. He kind of tapped me, but Kristy said he grabbed her shoulder. We both spun on him, and she started yelling at him. She raised her fist and he backed right off. We turned back around to finish waiting for the light and he kept saying the only thing he probably can in English, "Thank you, thank you...." I took that to be more of an, "I'm sorry'" from his tone. Needless to say, he did not try to bug us again. Good thing it wasn't Wednesday night, when I was in a downright evil mood.
Finally, sick as a dog, and I could really smell/taste the pollution on the air tonight. Disgusting.
Saw 300 with Kristy. Mancandy.......mmmmmm....even with fakish abs. Flexfest. No one has abs like that all the time. But still...mmmmmm. Kristy about clocked a drunk ajoshi (korean guy) on the way home. We were waiting for the crossing light to change and he was yelling progressively more loudly at us. Wanting nothing whatsoever to do with him, we ignored him, though Kristy commented that she would essentially take him out if she had to. I felt exactly the same. Most of these people are smaller than me. Anyway, he finally came up to us. He kind of tapped me, but Kristy said he grabbed her shoulder. We both spun on him, and she started yelling at him. She raised her fist and he backed right off. We turned back around to finish waiting for the light and he kept saying the only thing he probably can in English, "Thank you, thank you...." I took that to be more of an, "I'm sorry'" from his tone. Needless to say, he did not try to bug us again. Good thing it wasn't Wednesday night, when I was in a downright evil mood.
Finally, sick as a dog, and I could really smell/taste the pollution on the air tonight. Disgusting.
Random Thoughts
I knit my first sock. Need to fix one hole. But what pisses me off was that I was trying to be a good girl and cast off really well, and it's too tight! !#U(*U(*Y$*(!@Y$!!! I can only just barely get it over my ankle. This just will not do. I am trying to fix it, but I ca't figure out how to get thread to the stiches to loosen them. Grrrrrr.
Saw 300 with Kristy. Mancandy.......mmmmmm....evn with fakish abs. Flexfest. No one has abs like that all the time. But still,...mmmmmm. Kristy about clocked a drunk ajoshi (korean guy) on the way home. We were waiting for the crossing light to change and he was yelling progressinvely more loudly at us. Wanting nothing whatsoever to do with him, we ignored him, though Kristy commented that she would essentially take him out if she had to. I felt exactly the same. Most of these people are smaller than me. Anyway, he finally came up to us. He kind of tapped me, but Kristy said he grabbed her shoulder. We booth spun on him, and she started yelling at him. She raised her fist and he backed right off. We turned back around to finish waiting for the light and he kept saying the only thing he probably can in English, "Thank you, thank you...." I took that to be more of an, "I'm sorry'" from his tone. Needless to say, he did not try to bug us again. Good thing it wasn't Wednesday night, when I was in a downright evil mood.
Finally, sick as a dog, and I could really smell/taste the pollution on hte air tonight. Disgusting.
Saw 300 with Kristy. Mancandy.......mmmmmm....evn with fakish abs. Flexfest. No one has abs like that all the time. But still,...mmmmmm. Kristy about clocked a drunk ajoshi (korean guy) on the way home. We were waiting for the crossing light to change and he was yelling progressinvely more loudly at us. Wanting nothing whatsoever to do with him, we ignored him, though Kristy commented that she would essentially take him out if she had to. I felt exactly the same. Most of these people are smaller than me. Anyway, he finally came up to us. He kind of tapped me, but Kristy said he grabbed her shoulder. We booth spun on him, and she started yelling at him. She raised her fist and he backed right off. We turned back around to finish waiting for the light and he kept saying the only thing he probably can in English, "Thank you, thank you...." I took that to be more of an, "I'm sorry'" from his tone. Needless to say, he did not try to bug us again. Good thing it wasn't Wednesday night, when I was in a downright evil mood.
Finally, sick as a dog, and I could really smell/taste the pollution on hte air tonight. Disgusting.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
And I always wanted to be a pilot.......
Your results:
You are Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic)
Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic)
90%
Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)
85%
River (Stowaway)
75%
Malcolm Reynolds (Captain)
70%
Inara Serra (Companion)
55%
Derrial Book (Shepherd)
50%
Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command)
50%
Wash (Ship Pilot)
45%
A Reaver (Cannibal)
35%
Alliance
30%
Jayne Cobb (Mercenary)
30%
Medicine and physical healing are your game,
but wooing women isn't a strong suit.
Click here to take the Serenity Firefly Personality Test
45% Reaver. Hehehehe. Watch out, I might bite! 90% Simon...that's twisted, cuz he's hot.
You are Dr. Simon Tam (Ship Medic)
but wooing women isn't a strong suit.
Click here to take the Serenity Firefly Personality Test
45% Reaver. Hehehehe. Watch out, I might bite! 90% Simon...that's twisted, cuz he's hot.
Muhahahahahaha!
The scene: Western woman is chillin', hanging out doing comoutery stuff. William Orbit plays in the background. Knock on door, repeated shortly.
Woman, "I'm coming." Opens door. Two Koreans, a man and a woman, are outside. Eyes widen slightly at the unexpected sight of a white woman.
K-Man, weakly, "Oooh." Pause, "Korean?"
W-Woman, smiling knowingly, "Aniyo."
All look at each other briefly. Door closes. W-woman smiles to herself. Hehehe. Foiled again. The Jehovah's Witnesses in this country are quite persistent. Actually, this is the only place I have been where people try to convert me more than back nome in the US.
Woman, "I'm coming." Opens door. Two Koreans, a man and a woman, are outside. Eyes widen slightly at the unexpected sight of a white woman.
K-Man, weakly, "Oooh." Pause, "Korean?"
W-Woman, smiling knowingly, "Aniyo."
All look at each other briefly. Door closes. W-woman smiles to herself. Hehehe. Foiled again. The Jehovah's Witnesses in this country are quite persistent. Actually, this is the only place I have been where people try to convert me more than back nome in the US.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Some Photos
Some photos in no particular order. First, Robin and Chai. Most are from my most recent visit to Seoul to hang with Robin, aka, Beta Clone 62. With her is her friend Chai, a killer Blues guitarist. He owns a bar called Just Blues in the Apkujong area of Seoul. He plays with his band, and it was great. I have some short film shot of him rockin' out that I will get up on to Youtube so you can check them out. Also, there is a shot with me and Desi, who I hang out with sometimes when I get to Seoul and we can actually coordinate time. Then Rob, Chai and I after we've had a few. Well, Chai, more than a few. I can't believe he can play like he does with that much alcohol in his system, but the dude can play! Finally, the view out of Rob's apartment in Seoul.
Now that I've moved, I'll get some shots of the new place and shots around Musildong, the new part of town where I live.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Yes, I have been remiss. No, I haven't forgotten any of you. Have you forgotten me? I hope not. I had a very busy last half of my "vacation." I went to Seoul and rocked out with Robin (yes, I meant it, get it? Rockin' Robin, and yes, that was Uncle Mal's favorite tune.) We drank too much, had lots of fun, saw skinny dancing korean girls at Hooters-yes, I know. But it was funny, I swear. The food sucked, the beer sucked, and the dancing was hilarious in that it was, well, I dance better. That's sayin' something. Pictures to follow, when I get to it.
I also moved. There are bugs here. Ick. Most are hopefully dead or afraid of me. I cleaned like crazy. It STILL need to be cleaned more. My bleach needs to do it's part. Some stuff needs to go. The TV is pointless. The broken desk it sits upon is pointless. You should see my kitchen shelves. They are so HIGH. If I were taller, OK, but I am taller than 90% of the population of this country, and I need a chair to reach the third shelf. The second shelf is marginally usable. Nut, I have a bigger fridge. I am missing the dryer at Halla. I love being able to walk to school. One of my best friends lives right around the corner.
I have been trying to do lesson plans, but they keep having school dinners. And meetings, and meetings, and meetings. I keep getting sidetracked due to an apartment that needs cleaning. Oh, and I hate doing year long lesson plans. Hate it. If, like Rob, I had 2 books (those books are so thin, too, Rob!) I could plan in no time. But I have a multitude of heavy books. Did I mention I hate doing lesson plans? They never work, and once I do them, I hate getting told that they aren't right. If they tell me that, I will say, well, this is how I understand them, and if you would like to change the format, go ahead! That'sgoing to have to be that. You should see the daily lesson plans that Kristy puts together, the other second grade teacher. Crazy long and involved. They're really nice, and she said it is cool that the ones I give her won't be like that. :)
Well, I guess I should plan a lesson, huh? More later y'all. An oh yeah, my first sock is still coming along. Like the leasson plans (because of them?) it has been slow going lately, thanks to so many other things needing my attention.
I also moved. There are bugs here. Ick. Most are hopefully dead or afraid of me. I cleaned like crazy. It STILL need to be cleaned more. My bleach needs to do it's part. Some stuff needs to go. The TV is pointless. The broken desk it sits upon is pointless. You should see my kitchen shelves. They are so HIGH. If I were taller, OK, but I am taller than 90% of the population of this country, and I need a chair to reach the third shelf. The second shelf is marginally usable. Nut, I have a bigger fridge. I am missing the dryer at Halla. I love being able to walk to school. One of my best friends lives right around the corner.
I have been trying to do lesson plans, but they keep having school dinners. And meetings, and meetings, and meetings. I keep getting sidetracked due to an apartment that needs cleaning. Oh, and I hate doing year long lesson plans. Hate it. If, like Rob, I had 2 books (those books are so thin, too, Rob!) I could plan in no time. But I have a multitude of heavy books. Did I mention I hate doing lesson plans? They never work, and once I do them, I hate getting told that they aren't right. If they tell me that, I will say, well, this is how I understand them, and if you would like to change the format, go ahead! That'sgoing to have to be that. You should see the daily lesson plans that Kristy puts together, the other second grade teacher. Crazy long and involved. They're really nice, and she said it is cool that the ones I give her won't be like that. :)
Well, I guess I should plan a lesson, huh? More later y'all. An oh yeah, my first sock is still coming along. Like the leasson plans (because of them?) it has been slow going lately, thanks to so many other things needing my attention.
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