P Meme

Well, Sade, if you were wondering, your mail was, for some reason, put in the junk mail! Therefore, I did not discover it for many days. Errgh.

Anyway, Sade got the letter T and posted 10 things that she likes that begin with T. Then she said that anyone who would like to pick up on the meme should leave a comment for that post saying they would like to be tagged with a letter, and so on. If you would like me to leave you a letter, comment away. If you're visiting from facebook, post it on your wall.
I have been bestowed the letter P. At first I was thinking.....P?!? But I am all good, I think. Anyway, I decided to do this in the first place because I have been feeling down lately, and I figured thinking about good things certainly can't hurt. And so:

1. Patrick, my brother. I love him very much, and miss him.
2. Patricia, as in Fasold. She is a great woman and thanks in part to her, I now know my awesome kid brother, Danny.
2.5 (I have decided that even though I love my uncle Patrick, this would be cheating, or doubling, anyway.)
3. Passports...for 2 reasons: 1. They allow you to travel to new and interesting places and 2. I have lost mine and the sight of it before I pay for a new one would be terrific beyond belief right now. If not, I will go the embassy on Friday.
4. Payday. Paychecks, paycheques. Pay packets. Wage packets, whatever ya call it. Enough said.
5. Harry Potter. Yes, but his last name begins with P. Besides, in Korea, where I am now, everyone uses their last name first.
6. Primeval. A British show currently on break. I'm saying-this is not an easy letter. Maybe I should think about this for a while.
7. Peppers, small hot korean ones that are part of the flavor in dagalbi, green ones, red ones, yellow ones, and I miss zesty banana peppers like CRAZY!
8. The Piano. I actually like many of Jane Campion's films.
9. Panacea. (A solution or remedy for all difficulties) I like the way the word sounds, and even if it is a flawed idea, it would be nice.
10. Photography. I'm not very good, my camera can't do much, but it is a skill I appreciate and admire all the same.

And, in case Harry Potter is cheating (although I would include it anyway)

11. Paper. I like paper.....I like decoupaging my daytimers and journals with it, I like hanji and other specialty papers, I like cool looking wall paper. I like writing sometimes and I like drawing sometimes....on paper. I like paper towels for cleaning (terrible, I know), I like toilet paper for obvious reasons. I like the font named papyrus. Yep, paper.

They Said What?

Yep. I think I might start carrying my camera around. You see this all over the place. Translation programs (although they have there uses for single words and the like), what a waste...more than a waste...please help me find the word I am looking for. As far as Koreans are concerned, translation programs might as well be the opposite...create gobbilty-gook (pun intended from the waygook) from your language to another language. Say something...just not quite what you meant to say....and likely not even close.

Sample 1:

Progress Report Hell

It's back again. Every month. Why do they do this? I have a long list, thanks to Charlie, of comments that can be used on progress reports. As he put it, he hasn't written an original idea in years. But slogging through to find the right one, or even just the time it takes to get through all these children. I want to do them justice, but.....er......I want to finish too. Thanks to those and PMS, cramps, etc., I have come to the conclusion that I will get nothng further done that is school related today, despite having almost the whole day off. I can only concentrate for so long on that stuff, and the progress reports took up all the alloted time and then some. I also discovered that there are words I cannot remember how to spell properly without a dictionary (or, in MacWorld, a dictionary widget) at my finger tips. Yes, I am an English teacher.

Yes, Robin, my apartment, as you put it, is cozy, but bigger than the last. I was not blessed with matching, functional, properly sized (for the space) furniture as you were. But, I did not pay for it. If I decide to satay another year, which is likely, I may splurge on some incredibly over priced, relatively poorly made furniture that better suits my needs. As one who likes to be as organised as possible and as neat as possible MOST OF THE TIIME, I may have to break down before I have a break down, if you catch my drift. I just hate spending the money when I'm not here to stay. I want to save the money for when I go home to stay. Not that I know when that will be or where home is, actually. But that's another post to ponder.

My first Sock!

And, yes, it is wearable! Yippee!!!! Notice I said "sock" not "socks." Sock #2 is on the needles. I be so happy. I have a waerable sock. I be so proud o' me.ou must tilt sideways to fully appreciate this post....I'm lazy today, and it is almost time for dinner.

And, yes, it is wearable! Yippee!!!! Notice I said "sock" not "socks." Sock #2 is on the needles. I be so happy. I have a waerable sock. I be so proud o' me.

Next my nifty new cell phone. Number to be given to friends only. Old phone can be reserved for annoying early/late/last minute texts. I know it won't last.



My new digs.



The best view from my new digs. I don't see this if I look directly out any window. Skipped the kitchen window in this post due to limit on photos allowed by blogger.

On my bedside table: Fionavar Tapestry book 3.
Weather: yellow dusty.
Mood: pretty good:
List of things to do: a ton.

Sock knitting: disasterous. Frogged the "completed" one for yarn. Started another. Got to the second half of the heel and it didn't match the forst half. Frogged, as per usual. Good yarn, though, it's holding up through all of this. Aobut six froggings.

New TV viewing: Vicar of Dibley, funny. Regenesis, promising, not yet yet addictive. Charlie Jade: good stuff, Robin Hood (no, not the one I loved as a teenager with Michael Praed) doesn't take itself seriously, which is good. Amusing fluff. Some good eye candy.

Music: nothing new :(

"These are the times that try mens' souls. In the course of our nation's history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of man have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the MTA, has attempted to levy a burdensome tax on the population, in the form of fare increase. Citizens hear me out-THIS COULD HAPPEN TO YOU!"

Cue the music.

" Well let me tell of the story of a man named Charlie on a tragic and fateful day. He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family, and went to ride on the MTA.

But did he ever return? No, he never returned, and his fate is still unlearned. (What a pity) He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston...he's the man who never returned." (Kingston Trio, Charlie and the MTA)

See, poor ol' Charlie, he gave up his dime at Kendall Square station, then he changed for Jamaica PLain (better known nowadays, as JP), but, you see, when he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel." Think he had it? No! Charlie couldn't get off of that train. Charlie rides all night long, lamenting that he can no longer afford to see his sister in Chelsea, or his cousin in Roxbury.

I'm paraphrasing, of course. Needless to say, I'm waxing a bit nostalgic for the good ol' days when I was a kid, and this was some of the music we listened to, and we all can sing together in unison now. I gotta say, I miss my family south o' Boston and on the West coast. Love you guys. Wish my Ma, like Charlie's wife, could go down to the Scully Square Station with a sandwich at quarter past two. If we vote for a guy named George O'Brian, do you think we can get fares back to a dime on the T (as it is now called)? I think not. But I bet there are no shortages of G. O'Brians in Southie.

Pardon me, I'm off to the Tijuana jail. Got no one to go my bail. Just $500..........guess I'll have plenty of time in the slammer to do lesson plans! :)