singing to you from a phonebooth
sitting in the kindy area, eating ramen in lieu of a healthy lunch. i had a bizarro craving for the sodium laden noodle treat and i induldged. all the kids keep coming up to me and saying, 'lamyeon, gusayo!" (give me ramen please!) to which i respond with an exaggerated, "anee!" (the impolite form of 'no', used with people younger or of less status than you.) this invariably sends them into fits of laughter. then they run over to their friends and relate their hilarious experience. and then one of their friends runs over. repeat process.
i've also got a monster craving for a chocolate peanut butter frappe from kimballs, in what my acupuncturist refers to as my 'hometown.'
"How is your hometown weather?" he asks twice a week as he's sticking needles in my skin in an intricate pattern. this week i also explained 'here you are' vs. 'here you go,' as well as the ubiquitous 'here we go.'
a born teacher kids, that's what i am. a born teacher.
i just dropped a noodle on my skirt. there goes that.
sonGS
magnetic fields' "69 love songs: volume one"
i've also got a monster craving for a chocolate peanut butter frappe from kimballs, in what my acupuncturist refers to as my 'hometown.'
"How is your hometown weather?" he asks twice a week as he's sticking needles in my skin in an intricate pattern. this week i also explained 'here you are' vs. 'here you go,' as well as the ubiquitous 'here we go.'
a born teacher kids, that's what i am. a born teacher.
i just dropped a noodle on my skirt. there goes that.
sonGS
magnetic fields' "69 love songs: volume one"