Day 277

Friday | November 30th, 2012


I don’t know why, but I really dragged ass today. I suspect it had something to do with the longness of yesterday, not eating right, falling asleep in my chair and deciding that Merlin was the next tv show to devour whole. I went in early too, kind of like how I used to think that I had to go in early to sit around and talk with people (and the Friday at 15.00 crowd was often not nearly as interesting as the Thursday 09.00 crowd of yestersemester) for an hour but really didn’t because no one told me I didn’t have to do that anymore.

I watched another class (I watched one yesterday too, hence the getting up at ungodly hours of the day). I like watching classes; it makes me a better teacher. I see things I would never do; things I should do; things I always do; and best of all, the things I would have never thought of doing on my own. I can’t understand the unlogic behind class observation resistors. Why the fear?

Hey, Gyeongju, out with the old in with the one-room, eh (above)? It’s a constant process, I get that. But did you have to murder that house behind you? You did. I see. I understand your special situation. Yes, there is not nearly enough fuck-ugly four story buildings in Korea yet. We must asphalt the land! I hear you. Got it. Parks are for Pinkos.

Bullet Pointless

Odd though … I did discover that Dr. Sanjay’s app has links which open in the app itself to “before” and “after” images of all the types of plastic surgery that his clinic does.

Daily Report

I didn’t sleep last night. I struggled to write or create a script that would grab an .mp3 from a folder, open it, insert markers in pre-determined places, split the audio file into eleven segments based on those

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Out beyond the fake lake (Bomun) for Christmas Day lunch at a place called the Healing Kitchen. It’s all farms and hilltops here. And roads to more farms and hilltops. Except for the noise from the cars, I

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The Fourth Wall

I’m here and alive. Ten days behind the reality of my written life, yet here and alive. TOEIC is the predominant motif of life from the end of the semester until … today. This is the end, after

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This Old Hanok

When we had the bathroom done, we wanted to design our own window for the part of the wall which straddles the storage space along the side of the house. This way we could have clean airflow through

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