Other People's Suffering = GT's for Dee!

On Saturday night I fulfilled two life long dreams.

Life Long Dream Number One (at least since I have been to Korea): I ate street food. Ddeokbokki to be exact, with some fried stuff. It was amazing and delicious and served by a woman with perfect lipstick. (I just want to point out how much I hate Microsoft Word when it tries to correct passive sentences. Sometimes I want to write in the passive voice. Sometimes the passive voice adds style. Sometimes I want to control the flow of information. I understand that in business and in academic writing we generally want to avoid the passive. However, this blog is more of a creative non-fiction and therefore I can use a fucking passive sentence construction as much as I please. Granted, an economical use of words would sometimes be appreciated by my readers. I do tend to ramble on and the use of the active voice does save words. But who cares? It’s not like anybody reads the whole post anyway, but I digress...) When we walked by a couple of hours later, she was still serving her delicious ddeokbokki and still had perfect lipstick. I wonder about the people who work in the plastic restaurants. They must work all night, serving drunk people and then sleep all day. I hope they are happy with their existence. The money must be decent though.

Life Long Dream Number Two: I was totally hit on by a super hot babe. She was tallish and skinny with long blond hair and she thought I was beautiful. She danced with me for a while and then she released that I wasn’t gay, although for her I might I reconsidered my sexuality for one night (I’m kidding, Bryan), she told me I was beautiful. Later she confessed she had a girlfriend. I’m so hot I almost made her cheat! I also danced a little bit with a Korean girl; apparently the only thing hotter than a Korean boy is a Korean girl (Bryan, you are the only person I find attractive).

I also danced with a guy in drag. I think it was dare, I'm pretty sure he wasn't serious. It was a rather odd night, especially considering that I drank hardly at all. I was barely even buzzed at given point.

There was a fundraiser for World Aids Day in Hongdae; it was called Rubber Seoul. The cool teacher (as Sally and I call her because she is super cool) at my school gave us a pamphlet. There was a 10,000 won cover for four clubs. There were bands and DJs at each club. We spent most of our time at FF, again. FF is just a really good club; the DJ’s are usually pretty good, at least at first; the DJ sets always start out with really good songs and then kind of lose momentim after a while. We saw one band, Pink Elephant; they were a Korean “indie” band. Super adorable and not bad, much better then the bands we saw last weekend. After Pink Elephant, we decided to check out Club Sensation. They had a DJ playing music that is difficult to dance too and therefore nobody was dancing. We left Sensation and headed over the DGBD, the punk venue of the event. There was a band called Tear Jerks playing. They were a bunch of white dudes. I suppose they were comparable to Drop Kick Murphys, but not nearly as good. After Tear Jerks we found the street food and then headed back to FF.

The last band at FF was called We Need Surgery. They were all right. (I just checked out their my space and apparently they opened for Jens Lekman when he played in Seoul). Another band of white dudes, but this is no longer surprising at FF, pretty much everybody there is white. After they were done there was a DJ set. It started with Fat Boy Slim’s "Praise You" and after that we heard Justice, Daft Punk, a dance mix of Young Folks, Gorillaz, some Killers, and much much more awesomeness. It was during this dancing that I made a totally hot girl fall in love with my compelling beauty and graceful dance moves. She was babe, a BABE! It was during Daft Punk that she asked me to dance. We celebrated one more time, feeling so free.

Sally and left fairly early, it’s four AM and I am at home drinking chamomile tea thinking about the evening and how lovely it was. I went for two-hour walk today despite the cold, like -10 or something. Not really so bad and I dressed for it, but still two hours. Then I finally organized my recyclables for the first time since my arrival. The system here is a little complicated and differs depending in what style of housing you live in. For example, if you live in a house or in one of the gigantic apartment complexes, you have to put all your food garage into a separate bag. Also, if you live in the giant apartment complexes you can only bring out your recyclables on certain days. However, because I live in a small apartment, I don’t need to separate my food garage from other non-recyclables. So I have taken out my garbage on a regular basis. Although I try to do it when nobody will see. However, not being sure on the rules concerning the recyclables, I just horded them under my kitchen sink. It got to the point where I could no longer open the door without causing a small avalanche. So, I finally dug in. I discovered that I eat an amazing amount of fruit, vegetables, eggs, and milk. This is all the stuff that I have had since I moved here. So there were like six kiwi containers, like five milk cartons (rice pudding) like four or more egg boxes and many many many bags that once contained fruit or vegetables. In the grocery store, I always buy the prepackaged items because I don’t know what to do with the loose items. Once I filled a bag with oranges and the cashier had to run away to find the weight and put a sticker on it. To avoid this embarrassing situation again, I just stick the to prepackaged items.

After I finished the organizing, I did some yoga with Lisa and Charles on Yoga Zone and asked Sally if she wanted to go for Sushi. I have been craveing sushi for days and finally felt I deserved a reward for organizing everything. We had some delicious sashimi and maki rolls. Also, the sushi place served the radish kimchi, which is my favourite kind.

It was a good night, a strange night, but a good night.

Dee

December 6, 2008