(no subject)
In Seoul again. What the fuck, huh? I say that to myself when I ride around town looking at all the monstrosities Korean girls are wearing these days, and how dorky and effeminate Korean guys get every year. I once said Korean guys either dress like they've just stepped out of a low-budget nightclub, have been reading Japanese fashion mags without their glasses on, or are amateur Microsoft engineers, and my theory has yet to be proven wrong.
My place here is decent, it's about 25 pyung in Mokdong Apartments, which is a clean and quiet enough neighborhood, even for a discerning snob such as myself. Streets and sidewalks are clean and flat here, and there lots of kids and healthy milfs runnung around. I better get that local gigalo business started that I had been planning. I have internet at home now; PC bangs in Korea seem to block out livejournal which is strange but probably a result of that poor bastard who got beheaded some years ago.
All I need now is a luxuriant herb garden so I could harvest fresh pesto dinners daily and maybe have some cilantro to throw into the mix. I will have to work on that.
I left my MSN on at some PC bang and some fucker erased all my contacts, including my exgf's email address that I am still semi-obsessed with, and left me with a message saying "fuck you," and probably went through 3 or 4 years worth of my personal emails. Well, gee, thanks random Korean guy, how friendly of you.
I'm already getting sick of Korea but I will hang in there. A typhoon is rolling in, but since that day me and Johee walked through that typhoon and jumped over fallen telephone poles and fallen trees through Shinchon to get home after a bottle of Johnny Black some years ago, I'm no longer afraid of Korean weather. Have called out several friends already, and others I am still too busy to call out yet but will do in the coming week or so. I have a date with an exgf in a few days, which will prove to be exciting.
Anyway, I am hanging in there and am now back online I think. I still have to buy a wireless router so I can sit on the jungle gym in the backyard and surf the internet while drinking beers under the stars, but I'm getting there.
My place here is decent, it's about 25 pyung in Mokdong Apartments, which is a clean and quiet enough neighborhood, even for a discerning snob such as myself. Streets and sidewalks are clean and flat here, and there lots of kids and healthy milfs runnung around. I better get that local gigalo business started that I had been planning. I have internet at home now; PC bangs in Korea seem to block out livejournal which is strange but probably a result of that poor bastard who got beheaded some years ago.
All I need now is a luxuriant herb garden so I could harvest fresh pesto dinners daily and maybe have some cilantro to throw into the mix. I will have to work on that.
I left my MSN on at some PC bang and some fucker erased all my contacts, including my exgf's email address that I am still semi-obsessed with, and left me with a message saying "fuck you," and probably went through 3 or 4 years worth of my personal emails. Well, gee, thanks random Korean guy, how friendly of you.
I'm already getting sick of Korea but I will hang in there. A typhoon is rolling in, but since that day me and Johee walked through that typhoon and jumped over fallen telephone poles and fallen trees through Shinchon to get home after a bottle of Johnny Black some years ago, I'm no longer afraid of Korean weather. Have called out several friends already, and others I am still too busy to call out yet but will do in the coming week or so. I have a date with an exgf in a few days, which will prove to be exciting.
Anyway, I am hanging in there and am now back online I think. I still have to buy a wireless router so I can sit on the jungle gym in the backyard and surf the internet while drinking beers under the stars, but I'm getting there.