10.24.97

These things are all the rage in Asia. Have you seen them? You go up to a booth with your friends, giggle incessantly, and out comes your faces on about 16 little stickers. You even get to choose the background. Then you can go around town sticking them to lamp posts. :) I'm the one in the middle with the big buck teeth. I don't really have buck teeth, but this picture is a little warped. Mary's on the left and Yvonne is on the right. Pretty bad scan, eh? Well, the sticker quality picture wasn't too great anyway.

I’m hungry and nothing easily available sounds good. What I really want is a big, mammoth sandwich with fresh tomatoes, lettuce, just the right amount of mayonnaise and mustard, and slices of cheese. No meat thank you. Not today. I just went to the new grocery store even, came back loaded with food, and I still feel like there’s nothing to eat. Check it out: I left here at straight up noon and now it’s 12:40. That grocery store is the best thing! So I decided to have pasta - AGAIN. Oh, I hear the water boiling now…. It’s a beautiful day outside, by the way. I put on a sweater and I was totally warm enough in the slight chill and bright sun. The colors of the trees are so pretty! Hey - learned recently that gingko means money and in Korean money means eunhaeng and so they call gingko trees eunhaeng trees. How funny! Did you know that they’re called money trees because they turn such a brilliant gold in the Autumn so that their leaves look like gold coins? Now whenever I see ginkgo on diary-l or if I visit her page, I always think of money. I was planning on doing a lot of stuff today, which isn’t turning out quite as planned because I slept in, but certainly better than yesterday which was a model of slacker slothfulness. Too much for me and by the end of the night I had a serious case of cabin fever that culminated in a nice dull headache. Probably, the headache was from all the time I spent in front of the monitor catching up on journals. How do people who have jobs manage to keep up? Been enjoying Pauly's journal lately. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been to Taiwan, or the whole Asia connection thing, but his was the most fun to catch up on. Then there’s Gus who, while not as omnipresent as Zach on diary-l, does a really good job of broadcasting his exploits. Apparently a lot of people read it so I zipped over to check it out. Not my kind of life, so no need to bookmark, but what was most revolting (and this not anything to do with Gus) is that he looks strikingly like a guy I went to high school with named Thor. Most memories of Thor are not good and so when I read Gus’ life I kept picturing Thor and, well, the whole thing just spelled h-o-r-r-o-r. So yesterday I chatted on-line for an hour, replied to that stack of emails for an hour or so, and then read for another hour. Didn’t get off-line until around 1pm. Then I decided to do a little sewing on my funky futon cover. TV was in order too. Later I chastised myself for being so unproductive house maintenance-wise and managed to do some cleaning and clear up some financial things. Pat self on back: Good job. Dave yanked on the door around 6:30 so we ate dinner. The rest of the night he totally HOGGED the computer and I was stuck watching TV, which wasn’t so bad as there were some pretty good shows on the line-up. Newsradio topped the list. Man, that show is hilarious. So, too much TV and too much staring into the computer monitor really made me feel ill. So today, even though I got up late, I’ve already been to the grocery store and I was a good little feminist and read about post-industrial family structural changes and its impact on Korean women. AND I’m anticipating meeting Dave this afternoon and going to Itaewon to - yippee - meet with the tailor so I can order my - ooo - cashmere coat. Then we’re going to eat dinner together at SanChon (traditional temple food - vegetarian). Cool beans. Hmm. It’s just impossible to eat while typing. I was talking with a friend awhile back about various European colonial successes and we decided that Italy has the strongest and most subtle invasion; you can find Italian food in nearly every corner of the world. Pasta’s over and now I’ve moved on to Oreo’s. I just realized that they’re vegan. Hahaha! Pure synthetic pleasure! I wish I had some coke, but I’m trying to cut back. Mary mentioned something about how caffeine encourages zits and a bunch of other bad, bad stuff. So, I’m trying to lay off, but it’s so hard. I stopped for a long time, but then a couple of months ago I started trying to cut out chocolate desserts and when I did that I started in on the coke again. Must. Fill. Insatiable. Sugar. Need. Notice now that I’m eating Oreos but not drinking coke. Which is worse in the long run: Cokes or desserts? Maybe I’ll pick up some cokes on the way back from dinner. Been thinking that I’m gonna change my pages around a bit. Time to do some re-organizing and making things look more uniform, blah, blah. It’s kind of sad to think about though. I’m thinking I’ll bag the whole first page altogether, but doing that erases my very first efforts and it would be sad to see that go. So far, the pages have sort of been a record of my progress and I’ve enjoyed having evidence of that. But now, I’m tired of the old and want change. I'll think of something. Maybe I’ll save the old stuff to a floppy or something. OK, time to go.

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