Happy late St. Patty's day!
So this weekend was celebrating St. Patty's day in Seoul! On Friday, I had a pretty laid back night; although, Justin and I did go out to Hongdae for samgyapsal(thick cut grill it yourself bacon) and a hookah at Gr8. We went out super late though because Justin is never on time for anything and has the attention span of a kitten. "Ok, I'm going to the roof to smoke, then I'll leave. Oooooh, shiny Americans to talk to for an hour before I actually leave."
Saturday was a really goofy parade at Cheongye Cheon park; the highlight of which was easily the cosplayers randomly in it. I have no idea what anime cosplay has to do with St. Patrick bringing Christianity to Ireland, but it simultaneously warmed my heart and made me feel like a huge dork seeing it. I also ended up buying a $5 women's t-shirt in my subway stop because I realized that I brought nothing green with me to Seoul. After the parade we went to many of the Texas bars in Seoul that happened to be on the river park, where I met many of the new SMOE people. After awhile we left to go to Wolfhound where we met many of the old SMOE people, but it turned out the new SMOE people were there too. We stayed at Wolfhound wayyyyyy too long, and it got way too crowded. Eventually we left to go to homo hill and do some dancing which was fun. I saw a surprising number of straight hook ups for a gay club though. Finally, super late, we went home.
Sunday Justin and I vegged at a sauna and went to see 10,000 BC. . . which was even more terrible than my already dismal expectations for it. It was so bad my mind couldn't even turn off; I was stuck in wrenching agony at the many anachronisms and plot holes in the movie.
Last night was Alisa's birthday proper and St. Patrick's day proper, and we went to sushi in Gangnam. We also got ice cream at Cold Stone! It was a pretty relaxed night, and we called it an early one too.
As for a state of me address: I think I'm working my way out of my funk. The return of a routine in my life has helped immensely as has going to the gym regularly again. I've been a bit home sick which is unusual for me, but it has been seven months since I was last home. Life feels less exciting since school has started again, but I suspect this is because with school I don't go out and drink nearly as often which is where I get most of my wacky stories and experiences from; although, this actually feels like a blessing for once.
Saturday was a really goofy parade at Cheongye Cheon park; the highlight of which was easily the cosplayers randomly in it. I have no idea what anime cosplay has to do with St. Patrick bringing Christianity to Ireland, but it simultaneously warmed my heart and made me feel like a huge dork seeing it. I also ended up buying a $5 women's t-shirt in my subway stop because I realized that I brought nothing green with me to Seoul. After the parade we went to many of the Texas bars in Seoul that happened to be on the river park, where I met many of the new SMOE people. After awhile we left to go to Wolfhound where we met many of the old SMOE people, but it turned out the new SMOE people were there too. We stayed at Wolfhound wayyyyyy too long, and it got way too crowded. Eventually we left to go to homo hill and do some dancing which was fun. I saw a surprising number of straight hook ups for a gay club though. Finally, super late, we went home.
Sunday Justin and I vegged at a sauna and went to see 10,000 BC. . . which was even more terrible than my already dismal expectations for it. It was so bad my mind couldn't even turn off; I was stuck in wrenching agony at the many anachronisms and plot holes in the movie.
Last night was Alisa's birthday proper and St. Patrick's day proper, and we went to sushi in Gangnam. We also got ice cream at Cold Stone! It was a pretty relaxed night, and we called it an early one too.
As for a state of me address: I think I'm working my way out of my funk. The return of a routine in my life has helped immensely as has going to the gym regularly again. I've been a bit home sick which is unusual for me, but it has been seven months since I was last home. Life feels less exciting since school has started again, but I suspect this is because with school I don't go out and drink nearly as often which is where I get most of my wacky stories and experiences from; although, this actually feels like a blessing for once.