Follow the kim-chi brick road . . .
Yeah, umm, that last one was really drunken shit. Like, really, drunk. Soju bad. And I was just having a bad night. :)
Enough said about that.
Anyhow, I'm rather pissed. My commander signed us all up to run in the 5K tomorrow. The 5K in the middle of Seoul. Usual attendance for this 5K/10K/Half marathon/Marathon is like over a million people. So, I get to deal with millions of people I can't talk to. That's ok. I was alright with that.
That was until she decided that those of us that weren't complete and total fuck-ups either had to run the 10K or the marathon.
Ok, Everyone that's ever known me -- do I look like I can run 20 something freaking miles? Ever? And if I could, why the hell would you want to? What freaking malfunction would one need to make themselves run that far? Hello??? The marathon commemorates the Battle of Marathon in ancient Greece, where the poor SOB ran 20 something miles, gave his message to the ruler, AND THEN DROPPED DEAD!!!! This ISN'T a GOOD idea!
Crazy fucks. :)
-=Nick=-