Dilemma

“I have a new favorite British word!” I told my roommate last night.
“Oh no.”
“I’ve been thinking about how we have this huuuuuge communication problem, and how it affects our relationship in and out of the office.”
“What are you talking about?”
“So I figured that if we took some time to learn about our different languages and cultures, [...]

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Happy Tofurkey Day!

Edited to add: The blog just passed 15,000 views, wooooooo . . . Happy turkey day indeed. Although I suspect my dear momma might have something to do with it. Should I do anything to celebrate? Might upload some more Japan pictures, if I need to procrastinate between grading tests, report cards and prepping for [...]

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My Sister Can Beat Up Your Sister

Congratulations are in order for my baby sister, Marbs, who is one of three singles players on her high school tennis team with an undefeated record. 19-0, and this is only her second year playing the sport! (Like, seriously. She only picked up a racket last year.)
Her photo was in the paper today, and I’d link [...]

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Shoot The Messenger

peachykeen says: man, i got so drunk last night
peachykeen says: two shots of plum wine, three white russians
D says: u and ur usual 1 beer a month
peachykeen says: z kept coming on to me and i finally had to beat him with my umbrella. he almost cried, what a bitch
peachykeen says: i’m so pissed at him
D [...]

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Wine, Cheese, Whine, Cheese

Had a great time at my first wine and cheese party. It wasn’t as “adult” as I feared–everybody brought their own coffee mugs.
I donated a beautiful, plum-colored, fruit-covered cake from Crown Bakery. I should have taken a picture of it, because everyone was sorry to cut into it. We ate it on paper towels. Such is [...]

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Nukes in North Korea? I need to mend my summer dress.

Z invited me to a wine and cheese party. I’ve never been to one before (I’m a 25-year-old ghetto child from the sticks, remember), and I don’t like wine.
But I do love cheese.
Today’s agenda:
1) Clean the apartment. At this point, it’s so caked with dirt and dust that I have to douse the whole place with gasoline and [...]

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I Dance Too, Baby

One day after meeting my supervisor’s friends, and one has already sent me six text messages and an email.
I tell myself that giving him a chance might be good for me. I can’t do this lovelorn shit anymore.
So I pined and mooned and it didn’t work out. Whatever. The Instructor doesn’t speak English and I don’t know [...]

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Boiling Kettle

“You don’t know how sexy you are . . . That mole below your eye? It looks like a teardrop.”
What bullshit.
I roll my eyes and take another sip of soju kettle, which tastes awfully sweet and lemony. It’s my fourth glass, and the only reason why I let these stringy foreigners practice their pick-up lines [...]

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Love Letter

Dearest Derrick,
I want to thank you for nearly ruining my time in Busan.
When I invited you to go with me and my girlfriends for the three-day weekend, I was under the assumption that you’d grown up in the past six months. After our night out in Osaka, I thought of you often, worried whether or [...]

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Rear View Mirror

I'm far from home.

On Saturday I went to Seoul Tower with D.
It wasn't cheap–6,500 won for the cable car up, and around 7,000 won for access to the top floor. (That's around 14 American dollars.)
We had heard it's best to go to the communications tower late in the night, so we arrived around 10:30. And [...]

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