Perhaps I will use this as a place to put all of my failed writings and other random musings.
Drank too much yesterday -- I had a cold so that was a bad idea.
Good punk show in the park.
I am currently fascinated with the antarctic.
I have this girl I am crushing on. She is cute, funny, intelligent, Christian; Korean-American. She is perfect in the sense that I can bring her to my Korean friends or American friends, and we can enjoy fluent conversation either way.
She also studies hard and enjoys my band's music (she came to a show).
Even if I never get to be with her more than a friend, it is worthwhile as is.
I ask her to go and study or to go and drink or to go to a soccer game or to go to a concert and the reply is always "sure" with additional smiley faces.
Very good person.
She is coming to the soccer game tomorrow.
that is awesome.
NOTE: this is a very disjointed, quickly written piece that is not meant to be a good read but is rather intended to chronicle what was the best week since 2006. There is a lot of name dropping because when I have a really good week in 2015 or 2020 I want to look back and reflect on these times and these people. The world changes fast -- people come, people go.
I also realize that easily by this time next week I could be realizing that I am not cut out for University, have had a band blind date and wounded up getting blown off on the drinking; I do not count eggs before they hatch, but I do count blessings when they happen, and it is quite good to have received such as these.
Friday I went to Mitch's birthday; it was awesome to see him and meet good people with positive vibes. Everything was great -- good food, good alcohol, good people. I then went and saw the Swindlers and First Round Heroes and Attacking Forces, etc. etc. all doing a great show. Oronzo came up from Gwangju, and we talked about things that you can only talk about with Jorge or Oronzo. It's like having a historian and a musical encyclopedia at your fingertips.
Saturday we go and see Kohji Isle, Bydsu and others; it was my first show with an experimental genre. Lenny showed me some of his art work and I decided I want to put some of it on my left arm for life, and he is willing provided we can find the means. It is avant garde and well done. A cool guy made some awesome homemade beer I enjoyed.
I went home with a lot of people I consider new friends via Sarah; we met a guy named Thomas (but we call him Patrick) who still blows my mind. So many funny things happened.
Monday we open up for Strike Anywhere to top off the weekend at what was an amazing hardcore and punk fueled show. I never saw Things We Say play that good, I don't think, and every other band was totally on.
I go home and my friend David and I have some great conversations and a terrific breakfast; I felt bonded. I felt fulfilled. Later Jay Traub and I watched a cool movie and shared a lot of laughs. He has that sneaky, cunning comedy marked with stark sarcasm.
I met Sanghwa and Hyopa, later, and we sat in a bar trying not to cry for 2 hours because both of them are leaving in two weeks, essentially for good. I walked with Hyopa to the giant cathedral on Kyunghee University, and then we spent some time trying to hold our emotions in on the way back. It is bitter but these are the sweet moments of your life.
The next day I went to college.
People in class made me feel like a rock star and my Lutheran sense of humility made me want to disappear from the attention, but who cannot be happy getting the phone numbers of a dozen people who want help on their English metaphysics class and beg to help you with your own? Some of the Freshman asked if they could call me Jake Oppah. People fought to sit next to me. It was honestly embarrassing.
The best part was the look of concern they had in their eyes when they asked,
"Do you like soju?"
And then the look of excitement when my reply was "Yes." Promises were made to drink next week.
Then a junior high/high school friend arrived in Korea yesterday, contacted me today; we got plans to hang out and it will be utterly crazy to have two Fargonauts in Seoul.
After I went and had a dinner with my old mate Bumby he gave me a sharp haircut and I went home to wade through a dozen Song dynasty philosophers. I felt intellectually charged. I felt the Power of the Ancient while listening to Leibach (an Oronzo recommendation).
And then, as I was writing this I get a phone call from Sean Anderson telling me he has made a blind date for me on Saturday with a Russian girl who is fluent in Korean (and apparently English unless Sean has not told me he speaks fluent Russian).
I do not know what the deal is... When it rains, it pours.
SECONDARY NOTE: the week in 2006 happened sometime in late May; it involved a punk rock tour throughout Korea and sharing new experiences with many friends.
And just to let you know how quick the world changes:
Of the people who were there with me in 2006, only one foreigner remains (Jon), and of those bands, only two of them have played more than one show in the last three years (Rux, Suck Stuff).
Someone on politicsforum.org (nattering nabob) pointed this out:
"I just found out that today, 05-07-09, is the first of only six consecutively odd numerical dates this century..."
I am working all night. It is going to be a lot of reading. I downloaded some podcasts. Those could be interesting. I might just... Not even listen to them. If they suck.
I just think that sometimes it would be good to interrupt the music with some sort of entertainment.
It is raining today and my legs are wet from walking about, but I really enjoy the rain.
I am kind of laughing on the inside.
The SSG I am working with is cleaning everything, all the time; he is pretty adamant about this. I feel almost shamed because I haven't done much. I just played some Battlefield: Vietnam and listened to a lot of music. Of course, my music listening can be viewed at http://www.last.fm/user/jmverville
Unfortunately I did not meet Suyeong yesterday.
I feel bad that I did not study much Korean.
I met a Russian woman who is half-Korean and we chatted a lot -- this was saturday, down in crazy Ansan with the Sig[ler].
Grant is moving to Taegu.
I am finally going to Daejon this upcoming weekend.
Love ya.
Here are two outdated Korean articles:"
(dated 4 Mar 07)
I then remember 5 Mar 07 was spent awake all night with a Combat Engineer Staff Sergeant. We played Battlefield: Vietnam and talked about his time he had in the Marines. He shared many amusing stories.
I listened to a whole Democracy: Now! podcast that night.
That day I have no memory of after I went to bed and then awoke.
Suyeong was a girl that I had an intense 48 hour period of time with one weekend in September 2007 right after I returned from the United States. I have a very comical story about it. I remember nearly everything from that 48 hours.
Suyeong later started calling herself Soyo. Soyo is the Korean pronunciation of the Chinese characters Xiao Yao (逍遙) which are part of Chuang-tzu's idea of always acting as a free person following the wind of one's heart's desires. She liked the idea and decided to take the name I was planning for a daughter if I ever had one.
She is younger than me and I guess I will think of her as a daughter I sired at the age of 4.
I do remember the trip to Daejon:
We went to 'Hitler' bar and anothe rbar called 'Axis' in Daejon.
At Hitler Bar I nearly got into two fights. I got the phone number of a girl who lives in Ik-san, several hours south of Seoul, and I was interested in her but not enough to go to Ik-san or Daejon ever again.
(later that night I got a handjob. It was just a hand. But there was also a job. So it was OK.)
That is where I was at roughly that time, and those were the events relevant to me at that period of time.
The current events relevant to me.
- Moving Sunday.
- Got a girl named Agi.
- Teaching people for money. earning money. paying bills.
- Pornotarium.
- Friend in the hospital for post operation stomach issues.
- School. Homework. Preparations. Not being in the Army.
- The Book Of Mormon & Fantasy Novels.
I am tired and I have to teach someone in 40 minutes.
Make it a "special day" as I hope you make tomorrow and the next day.
I drank too much yesterday and ended up staying out all night against my plans, through some crafty tale telling.
It was truly odd, but it happened.
이따가 저는 다시 outprocessing해야한다... 물론 난 하고 싶지않다. 오늘 참 이쁘고 난 생각이 많이 있으니까 난 그냥 여기서 계속 앉으고 싶은다.
씨팔.
인생이 이렇게 야. ㅋ.
top listenign 2008
(X) Loud, abrasive music.
(X) People getting the shit kicked out of them.
(X) People getting laid in semi-public places.
(X) Self-mutilation.
(X) Valuable items lost.
(X) Vomit.
(X) Broken friendships
It was a beautiful night -- I started drinking at about four PM; I was wretching in garbage cans by 9 PM.
Holy crap, man.
But I did nothing morally wrong and in the end life was preserved.
It is good to be back.
I noticed immediately that after 30 days nothing has changed but the entire streets had a yearning feeling -- yearning for my boots, for my drunken stagger; the paper cups of coffee never looked so good full of tobacco spit.
늙은 창녀도 아름답게 보였다.
I am excited to be back though I am not sure how the next few days will go in the office. I am not really even sure about anything going on. I am just going with the flow, so to speak, and hoping for things to fall in place.
It was kind of nice seeing all those old faces that make the workplace so bearable. It was a happy reunion.
They even inspected our rooms the very first day I was back. Needless to say, that was not a thrill. I am ready to be done with this Army life. It has been a fair amount of time.
Nearly six years of my posting on this xanga I have been in the Army. Isn't it crazy to think how this documents all of my activities.
Oh, alas, I am home.
But I do say... I loved being in Minneapolis. My other home. It was nice. I was just ready to returna nd tart the partying.
In 13 hours I will be on a plane to Seattle hten to south Korea to complete my Army time and learn freedom again. I look forward to seeing all of my friends again.
Minnesota Gophers won. So did the Minnesota wild. So did Brock Lesnar.
I feel ready to have a good time when I get back and to just... Be good.
I've been good now for thirty days.
Saw most of my relatives for the last time for several months to come today and just saw Matt, Ali and Grant for the last time... For an undefinable amount of time.
I do not really know what to say.
We went to Gustaf's and drank huge liter of beer each; relaxed. Took snuff in my nose for the first time. Discussed a lot of interesting things.
I do feel some melancholy.
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