A long but OK day. I got hated on by the lass for a while. That was no fun. Played some chess. Woke up so early and waking up early again tomorrow.

There is never really an end to anything, it seems, and it just keeps going and going and going. It is a little bit hard, but a little bit easy; a little bit of everything.

I like sad songs today.

I discovered a short cut to where I need to go each day -- well, at least for the next four days. It is sort of a blessing and sort of just satisfying.

I feel like rambling but I am too tired to ramble.

It was a stupid day. It was depressingly stupid. It went by slowly and uneventfully. I just got talked at for a long time and generally disliked most of everything that happened.

But there was an amount of peace as it turned out the guy in the morning did not screw me up that badly though I am still dependent on other people to get things done for me. That is rough, when you think about it.. Having to depend on some stranger to accomplish a task. I do not trust people easily or well.

I need to start getting more sleep. I need to start resting up and being more productive in my life. Or something.

I bought a copy of Fritz 10 Today, and I have been playing a lot of chess. I feel like I am learning something. A little bit. At least. Chess is always a challenge and I feel good playing it. I am going to think more constructively and try to improve my game.

I have been taking some more pictures. In frustrating hours it seems liberating. Now is a frustrating hour.

I guess we do our best and that is all that we can ask of ourselves.

I am a little down today. I have had some good times and life is good, but I am just having a sunday night moment. The sort of time where you really do not have motivation for anything and disagree with the notion that tomorrow is monday.

I might clean my room some more to feel some good therapy from it. Shave my head, shower, feel good for a while.

I haven't seen Becks in foreve r-- I miss the guy -- it is going to be excellent for us to go out and have a few drinks and some laughs.

I am having some good days lately, played soem great chess with Sigler yesterday at a McDonalds (!!!).

Tom pulled through and got me all my new snus, I am very excited to say the least.

I gotta get ready to go out -- take care.

I have meant to add pictures to this crappy site, and so I have.

Here are some pieces of Korea and my life:

A meter of beer.

Gwanghwa Gate

On the cover of bROKe #3.

Yushu. Cute as ever.

Uijeongbu, Korea graffiti. It says 'sex' and the phone number.

Old, broken Korean mail dropoff point... It says "Shit Dog" on it (a term for a dog of mixed blood often eaten).

A bridge in Uijeongbu that I walk near sometimes.

A view from Nokyang station.

Art in Gwangju.

A strange view in Jaecheon, south korea.

The odd, semi-circle bridge in gwangju.

That i the top of the statue, below is the caption:
May 18th Democratic Movement, a statue to represent and comemorate.November 2001. By Yi Yinam.

The little waterway in Gwangju.

Nokyang station sign.

Yushu, again.

This is another mountain near uijeongbu.

gray, gray Korea.

This was the view from a hotel in Hoegi.

I forget where this was taken.

lol wut?

Another Gwangju statue.

Welcome to Korea.

Right above Kimbab Land and 'Story of the Knife' proudly stands Sun/Moon Transgender Bar.
(Gwangju)

Yushu.

A little possessed.

End of a lot of work and the start of a lot of other work. Sometimes it seems like life is just work. Disappointing. I am really waiting for the next few days to end and for a weekend to come, but isn't this just a critical error in thought? It would be bad to spend your days waiting for essentially any day to draw to an end. Waiting for the end comes off to me as ridiculous.

We should be pro-active and make the best of every situation.

I need to find a way to better inscribe this on my heart. Seize the day a little bit better, get what I can out of each moment I am alive.

It reminds me of the old saying of a Korean friend, enjoy the moment you suffer.

However this talk inherently gets me down and makes me feel like a solemn martyr. Work is hardly martyrdom though sometimes it feels like we are killing a piece of ourselves everytime we sacrifice our time on the altar of money and practicality.

I guess, like a senseless teenager I am still part raging against the coming of age.

My mini-DVD player is not working again which generally spells trouble for me. I feel like I am endlessly upset whenever I want something, then and only then, and I cannot get it. It is as if nothing can assuage my needs.

However, it is a passing feeling and soon I will forget all about it as that is the way of the world.

I got an email from Tim Haugrud who is now in the Artillery, a 2 Lieutenant. It was great to hear from him and I hope that he is doing well.

The Kings Indians got a new player and he comes off as being a very active guy who will help the time get some more victories and travel down our merry way to champion status.

Work is OK. Nothing notable.

I am rather tired most of the time but it is all bearable.

A girl put a napkin in my spit cup on the subway; I laughed a little and I thought of it as funny. I also nearly spilt the spit cup on myself a minute ago (I am at home now).

Watched a film with Yushu.

I am feeling great today and tomorrow will be an excellent day.

It was not a very good day, but I am staying positive. I did have a good run and I got a delicious birthday gift from my grandparents that I feel good about.

Bad events occurred. I do not want to talk about it, really, just want to go on.

I am listening to the rain -- it is quite violently coming down. I am surprised. It feels almost like a rainy season in the middle of fall -- Korea is so shockingly beautiful in the fall. I really should have gotten some good pictures for everybody -- in the future that will be my goal, to document more through photograph.

The rain has a therapeutic feeling. It even gets me to turn off the music just to hear the sound of it.

I watched Memoirs Of A Geisha with Yushu and it was good -- however, it was a little long and I felt like at times it was bogged down in the story too much. We also watched M (2007) the Korean film and it was utterly terrible -- a poor attempt at an artsy film full of madness.

It had some parts that were of course funny and vaguely entertaining but I cannot say that much more for it (!!!).

It is beautiful for a rainy sunday.

Dunbar still has my military fatigues.

I am feeling really good.