Junk, Yo
I'm only writing this because I am bored. Bored with the internet, bored with Changchun and bored with my house. Oh, and I'm also avoiding thinking about classes on Monday. Bored with Changchun, yes I am. Wes and I have always been the foreigners who denounce OTHER foreigners for saying things like "There's nothing to doooooo in Changchun. Just shopping and eating." But look at some call transcripts from our recent mobile phone conversations (I sent away for them for $29.95):
Me: Hey. What?
Wes: Nothing. What're you doing?
Me: Nothing. Sitting here, watching a DVD.
Wes: Oh. Planning on doing anything later?
Me: Not reaaaaaaaally, I mean, there's a possibility we'll go to a bar or something.
Wes: UCK.
Me: Yeah, after revisiting last night's liquor twice this morning, I dunno how I feel about that.
Wes: There really is nothing to do in Changchun.
Yeah. I'd rather think it's a temporary lack of creativity on our part than the city itself. Then again, it's surprising how many of our exploits, in hindsight, have been fueled solely by liquor, and not so much creativity.
Ways in which my house is dirty:
--Innumerable
--Expected. The coming of spring in Changchun always coincides with the coming of the airborne dust. Time to wash the SARS mask.
Me: Hey. What?
Wes: Nothing. What're you doing?
Me: Nothing. Sitting here, watching a DVD.
Wes: Oh. Planning on doing anything later?
Me: Not reaaaaaaaally, I mean, there's a possibility we'll go to a bar or something.
Wes: UCK.
Me: Yeah, after revisiting last night's liquor twice this morning, I dunno how I feel about that.
Wes: There really is nothing to do in Changchun.
Yeah. I'd rather think it's a temporary lack of creativity on our part than the city itself. Then again, it's surprising how many of our exploits, in hindsight, have been fueled solely by liquor, and not so much creativity.
Ways in which my house is dirty:
--Innumerable
--Expected. The coming of spring in Changchun always coincides with the coming of the airborne dust. Time to wash the SARS mask.