11.6.97
I don’t know why I didn’t write an entry yesterday. I had the time, but I guess I just flaked on it. Hmm. I can’t remember what I did even. Let’s see… I think I got up early and probably spent a long time reading email. OH, then I watched a bunch of TV. I was reveling in the knowledge that I didn’t have to be anywhere early for once. After that I got ready and went to pick up Mary’s dress. On the way there, I read about Amerasian children in Korea - the by product of the sex industry catering to the US military here. At the dress shop the guy and I somehow communicated between one another that the dress wasn’t done. I suppose that if I’d been able to speak in my native tongue I would’ve chewed him out for not keeping his word about the date that he’d promised AND for not calling me to save me the 40min train ride. I was pissed. So I finished up the Amerasian children article on the way home.

I had a lot of mixed feelings about what I read. When Dave came home I talked with him about it for a long time. One of the problems with anything is the bias from the point of view something is presented and then the bias from the point of view it is received. It’s tough when you read something like this and want to be on the same side as the author, but recognize shortcomings as a result of the author’s bias which, in turn, cause you to question your own reaction to see if it is just a product of your own bias. sigh.

Last night, after all the discussion, Dave hopped on the computer and I just watched TV. Brain dead.

This morning I chatted with Tom for awhile, read journals and emails, and maybe even wrote a few messages. This day was the first in a long time that I didn’t need to be anywhere at all. That explains all the laundry piles everywhere. Around noon I discovered that the dryer is on the fritz and I had a mini-heart attack thinking about what kind of nightmare it would be to try and get that thing serviced. Good grief. I pushed buttons, changed settings, turned it off and on a bunch, and finally got it working on "bedding, low." I think it’s a malfunction in the control panel. shrug.

I did a lot of reading, some sewing, and some work on one of my pages. All of this takes a long time it seems, but I feel glad to finally be able to devote all day to doing those things that are important to me. I just hate spending so much time on public transportation to run tiny errands that end up destroying my whole day. What a waste.

No heavy-duty thoughts today. Actually, I’m feeling a lot of things - deeply - about all the reading I’ve been doing, but I’ve been hashing them out mentally and I don’t want to go over it again now.

Tomorrow, Dave is doing business downtown so we’re gonna hook up in the afternoon, eat dinner, and go to a traditional Korean performance show. I’m really looking forward to it.
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