2.4.98
I called Dave on his new hand phone and got him to stop for chocolate on the way home.

I just heard on the news that they did execute that woman. Makes me sick.
I hate coming home from being out all day and feeling like I don’t want to do anything. Nothing interests me but napping. I don’t even want to read journals. That’s why I try really hard not to make plans with people all the time. It is so easy to go shopping or to lunch every day. Some people even think that’s what women without paid jobs should be doing, but if I did that I wouldn’t do anything I want to do for me.

I had fun today, it’s not like that’s a problem. Catherine is leaving soon and it was nice to eat lunch (new soojaebee place) with her and two other nice women. We shopped in Insa-dong for a little longer than I wanted. I bought two ceramic penises on key chains. One for me, obviously, and one for some lucky phallus-loving individual. They had wooden penises at this particular shop too, carved and hanging from a rope that you wear around your neck. One of them was large enough to be useful, but Catherine bought a smaller one that was more abstract. We had tea in the old tea house with all the birds flying around. That was nice. I saw a modern silk hanbok I wanted for 750,000w, which is $500. That’s double what the cost was, in won, when I priced in October. I think they think we have a lot of money because we are foreigners. I think I should go back and say I’m paid in won and that the depression - no, the IMF - has been really hard on me. Probably, the cost would be half. Nevermind that we really are paid in dollars.

Speaking of dollars: I discovered that Dave’s paycheck was short $375 this time. (!!!) This is serious. So he emailed the people with control back in the States and they replied today that they have deducted back pay for an "adjustment" in our cost of living that should’ve been made months ago but is only being handled now. Why does this just piss me off more than anything?! I don’t think they should be allowed to dick with our pay like that and in such large amounts in one pay period. And they are so callous about it. I understand violence, the need for retribution. If I wasn’t me I'd show up at that home office in Pennsylvania and roll some heads. I loathe that company-that-shall-remain-nameless-for-my-own-protection.

I’m pissed and I don’t feel like doing anything right now but napping. Can’t nap because it’s 5:30 in the afternoon. Whoa - one half hour beyond the time that woman in Texas was scheduled to die. I was going to try and write a letter to that stupid-ass governor of theirs, Bush. I hate capital punishment. Like I said, I understand the desire to be violent, to harm others. I repress it. Retribution is also something that should be suppressed.

Later I kind of regretted what I wrote yesterday. I imagined some lone Korean visitor who only saw that page and thought I had tons of hate for Korea and Koreans. I thought I might rave a bit about some of the stuff that’s going on in the US that’s just jerkin’ my chain these days, but I’m not in the mood. Besides, I thought that even if I did so, any person who read yesterday’s thing and concluded I was being an American Imperialist would do so regardless. No biggy.

The dryer guy was here this morning trying to repair the decrepit thing. He came in with lint balls clinging to his head to say that the he couldn’t figure it out and that some other, more skilled, repair guys would have to come tomorrow. Sigh. I had a feeling this would happen. I figure no one has much experience with this contraption because it’s one of the first locally made dryers on the market. Probably, they haven’t dealt with many.

I could really use some more chocolate, but it’s too cold to go back out.

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