uneventful is better

hmm, first, the obligatory food log:

wed 7/21:

– pancakes

– ox tail soup and leftover kimchi jjigae (i do this for you, lmk)

– shrimp crackers (i can’t stop snacking here)

– slightly spicy fatty pork with the usual at bbq place

– virgin pina colada

– cake with lemon frosting

i forgot to mention that i had haemool pajun on tuesday too. tuesday was the big eating day. dad paid for jae’s b-day dinner with the money i gave him. it made him feel good to treat, so i’m glad.

oh, two days ago, i remarked to my mom that the rice in the rice cooker was unsually small-grained, so she told me that that rice is actually from our farm in the countryside! it is land that has belonged to our family for generations. it felt like it tasted better after she told me that. it’s a good feeling to eat food from our land, that our grandmother planted and harvested.

anyway, there was a big fight yesterday. mostly, it’s because my dad was defaming my sister in an attempt to get me to sell the house in Atlanta and have my mom and brother live with me. actually, i am not opposed to this plan, but not for the purposes he wants. he wants me to send him the “profits”. he’s 55, looks like he’s 40, has only worked part time for the last 15 or more years, and he’s been complaining about not living long and being too old and weak to work for years. please. then he goes and says how no one wants to hear it, but my mom should get off her butt and work. she has been. she’s been taking in whatever kind of work she can, because she feels bad that her child is taking care of her financially. i don’t mind it, actually, except when i worry that i’ll lose my job or i won’t be able to get married or go back to school, but on a day-to-day basis, i don’t mind, because they did raise me. well, she did, anyway. but of course, he has to say things like, i know you don’t like it but you just have to do this for a while longer. oh no way! anyway, i’m perfectly fine with agreeing with everything he says then ignoring him when i get back to the US,  but it’s harder on my sis because she’s living with him.

anyway, he kept saying crap like eini is plotting behind the in-laws’ and jae’s backs to immigrated to the US and leave behind her in-laws, and that they will hate her for it and she’ll tear their family apart, so she got upset, of course. he’s such an asshole. there was a lot of shit he said to her, then i don’t remember much else, except that my sister was genuinely trying to get him to understand how hard she tries to be accepted into their family and how it is jae who is sick and tired of his work and wants a fresh start, not eini who is trying to get them to move. but he doesn’t care or listen. he never has, so this was no different. poor eini. i stopped trying years ago. but i’m more cold-blooded. he kept saying how he doesn’t like her, how no one can like her because of this and that. gee, thanks for letting me stay at your house and working so hard to get me the hell out of jail.

i hate him. i don’t even want to write about it anymore. i’ll prob talk to people about it when i get back, but right now, forget it.

did i do anything?

i don’t remember anything i’ve been doing. hahah. oh i left off some items from my food log.

 

monday 7/19:

– 1.5 haemool pajun

– weird fake brownie out of a box — yuck

 

tuesday 7/20

– kimchi jjigae

– pringles

– jokbal (pig feet) w/ buckwheat noodles, lettuce & shiso, and other little bits

– yangnyum chicken (like bbq chicken)

 

i figure i should write what i did too, but i have no idea what. jeni doesn’t really like being held by me. it’s so tragic.

 

it’s is nearly 9am on wednesday morning, 7/21 localtime. sebbi didn’t go to school yesterday, supposedly because she was pooped from the day before when she went to day camp at the beach, but i bet it was because she was afraid that we were going to have fun without her. hahah. anyway, today is my brother-in-law’s birthday! he’s turning 34. i hope he has good news at work.

speaking of our furry friends

the apartment complex out here has a giant area for rabbits, like a cage, but it’s so big that i can’t quite call it that. it’s more like a giant outdoor room that has rabbits living in it. there are three very cute rabbits living in there, and they are taken care of by the caretaker staff. their fur reminded me of my own furry friend, mobi.

the bleeding rabbit

ok, i’m lying. i got a haircut, not a hare-cut. haha. boo. hiss. boo. go home, you suck. it’s both pretty different and not so different. i’ll let that hang in the air between us, heavy with implications that you couldn’t possibly begin to grasp. oh crap, it’s too heavy. my arms are aching.

 

food log for yesterday (monday 7/19), localtime:

– 2 pancakes

– dduk bokki

– kimchi jjigae, eini’s crab (imitation) & cucumber salad, kimchi

 

also for saturday-sunday 7/17-7/18

– pancake w/ fruit, 1 egg over hard

– chicken over rice w/ veggies, shrimp cocktail, a tub of haggen daas vanilla ice cream

– bulgogi over rice w/ veggies & clear noodles, panna cotta with orange sauce & cherries

– spicy pork w/ rice & lettuce, kimchi

the other side of the world

well, not too far from it, anyway. i arrived an hour ahead of schedule last night, which places me in Korea just before 6pm localtime, and just before 2am in PDT time.

 

let me say, singapore airline is the BEST airline i’ve ever flown. the seats were roomier than others i’ve flown internationally, the in-flight service was a never-ending medley of snacks and treats and actually palatable fare, and the in-flight entertainment included 60 movies that I could start at any time, as well as rewind and fast forward. As a result, I watched three movies I hadn’t seen yet: Win a Date with Tad Hamilton, 50 First Dates, and Au Revoir! UFO. I have to say, all three were quite a bit better than I had expected them to be.

 

strange moment at the airport: while waiting to go through immigration, i glanced over to see what ad was playing on the flatscreen panel between the individual immigration officers’ stations. i saw the interior of a cargo plane with a woman standing by the door. the door ripped open and the plane was going out of control. the woman fell out of the plane and barely hung on to her life by grabbing something hanging out of the plane, as cargo items were sucked out and plummetting to the ground around her. then the shot pulled back to show that it was a man watching a movie on his flatpanel tv. given that i had experienced the worst and most extended bout of turbulence of my life while onboard on this trip, the ad seemed inappropriate for an airport. heh.

 

seriously, the turbulence was terrifying. sometime in the first 3 hours, they had to shut down in-flight service for an hour before it was close enough to being stable to recommence. you could hear all the carry-on items banging around, and people couldn’t even get up to go to the bathroom without getting thrown around. i got so afraid that i assumed that i would never see my new niece or be able to get back to seppo. i prayed and gripped my armrests. there was another bout of turbulence later in the flight that probably competed with my previous worst experience, but was nothing compared to the first one.

 

i bought a bunch of presents at the duty-free. i think my mom and sis are pleased. unsure about the others. my little bro is just glad to have a charger to use for his gameboy sp. hahah.

pesky pest

i have a friend who is complaining that i am not blogging enough for her. shocking, i tell you. i blog for myself, not for her grubby little eyeballs to see. hee. so take that, you! hahahah. i know you are reading this. you know who you are! *poke*

sick

blech. it’s my first sick day at my new job. i don’t even know what exactly is making me so sick. my body feels really weak, and my temperature seems to fluctuate a lot during the day, making me alternate between shivering and sweating. my stomach is in knots and my head feels vaguely disconnected from my body. i feel weepy and tired.

how fast the days go by

my birthday is coming up, so i decided to get myself a couple of dvds: and . yeah, that’s right.