This story is going to get me completely caught up on entries, w007! It's a bit front-end loaded in terms of the length of the sections, but that's okay.

May 18: ( Emrys and Nghia: Cooking Radish and Painting Bamboo, part V )

I really enjoyed watching this map change, so I'm adding it to my page again. I think I've gotten visitors from all the continents aside from Africa now, which is exciting. I wonder how people get here, anyway?


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Continuing from the last two posts.

May 16: ( Emrys and Nghia: Cooking Radish and Painting Bamboo, part III )

Continued from the last entry. Emrys is very much ahead of his time in terms of medical knowledge and ability, but that's hardly surprising given that his hobby for two thousand years was torturing people. He writes textbooks and manuals on his medical findings, when he's bored. And he has certain extra skills at his disposal that most don't.

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My students have midterms, so I actually have some free time-- wonder of wonders. Time enough to post this ( Read more... )

I remain hopelessly behind with journal entries. Wow, I'm really bad at this. I just don't have time, that's what it comes down to. Once I could stay up as late as necessary, no matter how tired I was. Now, if I'm that tired, I sleep. I can't help it, my body refuses to go any longer. I sit down, and it turns off ( Read more... )

The nice thing about me making horrible puns using the name of the city of Seoul is that my daemon isn't going to kill me.

( One of the strangest things about traveling around Seoul was that everyone kept trying to talk to me. )

Valentine's Day is not a particularly relevant holiday for me. My favorite memory of the event is the one I spent drinking bitter in a 14th-century whorehouse, and this seems an adequate portrayal of my behavior on an occasion dedicated to romance ( Read more... )

Beware people who post at 2 in the morning when they really ought to be sleeping. Beware people who post unedited, unconnected bits of writing which contain bad attempts at non-specific dialogue writing ( Read more... )

This was written at some point during the China trip. Actually I got a lot of writing done there. There were long periods of time where we were traveling from place to place, and as I'm not particularly interested in endless games of Spades there wasn't much else to do. I finished off the book I'd brought to read early, during the cruise up the ( Read more... )