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So I'm alive, if anyone was wondering. Wow, but it's been a good long time. Still at the same hagwon in Korea. Coming down to the wire, though-- my contract is up at the end of June, and I need to come up with a new job before I go home so that I can scout around and see if it's as good as it's supposed to be. For, lo, I am staying another year. This is a place that people can't seem to leave, really.
My main worry, as always, is what to do with the cat while I'm on vacation. I mentioned that I was coming home, and a Korean friend mentioned that she'd like to visit the US while I was there. I mentioned it to my mother, who mentioned it to my grandmother, who asked would I pretty-please swing up and see her while I'm home, which has settled it into a done deal. Which means I'll probably be out of Korea for at least the month of July. As much as I hate to do it, I'll probably have to haul His Royal Felinity onto a plane again-- haven't had to do so since the summer of 2008, since when I went home for Christmas this year a good and long-suffering friend of mine watched him for me. I had an offer of pet-sitting, actually, but she largely retracted when I mentioned how long it would probably be. So... bollocks. I guess he's survived it once...
First order of business, though, is finding the job. Which means re-doing my resume. Dammit, I hate that. Better get started, I guess. Love and kisses to all of you, and sorry I haven't been keeping up with things.
My main worry, as always, is what to do with the cat while I'm on vacation. I mentioned that I was coming home, and a Korean friend mentioned that she'd like to visit the US while I was there. I mentioned it to my mother, who mentioned it to my grandmother, who asked would I pretty-please swing up and see her while I'm home, which has settled it into a done deal. Which means I'll probably be out of Korea for at least the month of July. As much as I hate to do it, I'll probably have to haul His Royal Felinity onto a plane again-- haven't had to do so since the summer of 2008, since when I went home for Christmas this year a good and long-suffering friend of mine watched him for me. I had an offer of pet-sitting, actually, but she largely retracted when I mentioned how long it would probably be. So... bollocks. I guess he's survived it once...
First order of business, though, is finding the job. Which means re-doing my resume. Dammit, I hate that. Better get started, I guess. Love and kisses to all of you, and sorry I haven't been keeping up with things.