(because, person who shall remain nameless, we do not call it SoKo. we call it the R.O.K.)
you say "land of the morning calm," i say "land of the smells like clam." which is unfair really, because so far the stinkiest thing in this country is the fellow lodgers in my guesthouse who cannot, it seems, bathe or aim with any modicum of success. yup, i'm in a guesthouse because the teacher i'm replacing won't be out of the apartment until some time next week. as far as guesthouses go it's pretty alright. although it does violate one of the guiding principles by which i govern my life: mama doesn't share bathrooms. since i have to shower in the same places as strangers, i've decided to run the air conditioner non-stop. one, because i like being cold. and, two, because i'm just petty.
things are going really well so far, probably due entirely to the fact that i haven't had to teach yet, and i won't have to until next wednesday. i've only had one day of observing so far, to boot. i'm sure the school thinks it's making things easy for me, but you should never let tristan get too comfortable with sloth. mama loves sloth.
the ladies came up from daegu this weekend, and i've been spending too much money enjoying my chingus. and...that's about all. yay, korea!
first galbi of my return. no, those are NOT three empty soju bottles.
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