Oh hmm. Korean girls are not for me.

 

Agreed, I just don't get it. I looked at that picture for awhile and none of them interest me.

Five days later

 

In other news.... I barely moved and only ate skittles and a sandwhich today.

Oh, it's gotten me beers in the past, but to be honest, I prefer Korean girls. And I'm currently located in pretty much the street for well-dressed girls in Seoul. I go out for walks.

 

Wasn't this some musical group or something? They seem oddly familiar.

swedish girls photo

Russian babushkas photo

Five days later

Ich nicht verstehen dish.

"dich"

 

Ich nicht verstehen dich.

 

Which I don't BTW.

Fourth from the right is cute. But I'm more for borderline-psychotic Slavic women.

 

Today I have the day off. Naturally it's about 35 C outside, joy.

Edited July 16, 201213 yr by Malcador

That group happens to be the hottest girl group in Korea these days, but yeah, I'm not a big fan of them either.

Surely it's Ich verstehen dich nicht.

 

Subject, Verb, Object. Declarative sentence standard order.

That group happens to be the hottest girl group in Korea these days, but yeah, I'm not a big fan of them either.

So they're what gets blasted by the SK military across the DMZ?

*cue bunch of neckbeards claiming how they don't like girls who are about five steps above anything they could score themselves*

 

Could be far worse, could be people whining about ones that got away, or breaking up (one of our RPGs got delayed due to GM emo-ness for that, bah!).

Well alrigth if they came to me begging for an eight-some I might not turn them down, if it was a slow day that is.

Could be far worse, could be people whining about ones that got away, or breaking up (one of our RPGs got delayed due to GM emo-ness for that, bah!).

While definitely bad. no way I'd consider it "worse".

That group happens to be the hottest girl group in Korea these days, but yeah, I'm not a big fan of them either.

So they're what gets blasted by the SK military across the DMZ?

 

I doubt it, they follow the Geneva Conventions don't they?

 

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Quit smoking a couple of days ago, and now I'm really starting to hate myself for it, because everything I do at home makes me want to have a smoke. -.-

I think I'm procrastinating ...

Today my phone dropped onto the wet bathroom floor, and proceeded to pick up several tiny droplets of water.

 

It is now cooling off in a bowl of rice, awaiting the Moment of Truth in which it shall return triumphant, return permanently crippled, or not return at all.

 

I think the monthly $7 I've been paying will cover even water damage, but of course, I probably wouldn't get a replacement until I'm back in the States.

 

*shakes fist*

 

Edit: Oh, and funnily enough, at one point we did blast girl group music over the DMZ as some kind of... I don't even know if they were aiming for seduction or demoralisation.

Well never knew rice was a method to dry out a wet cellphone, another thing for the useful knowledge file. Back to work tomorrow after a week off, not looking forward to the adjustment, heh.

I spent the day exploring Norfolk beaches, enjoying the staggering weather and ogling at all the pretty young things, a bittersweet experience all told

Aahhhh.

 

Been without internet access for the last 8 days.

Technical difficulties finally resolved

Man, it's good to get it back before the withdrawal really got going. But damn, email and all sorts to deal with now...

i've been in hermit mode for the past few months, as evidenced by the massive hobo beard i just got rid of

for the most part i've just been working lots of extra days, and when i am free i just chill at my partner's place and play games

hardly bothered to go out for parties, gigs, lunch or anything, but i don't really miss it

i barely hear from anyone, so i don't really feel as though i'm missing out on anything

 

it was my birthday a few weeks back, and i realised i've been on this forum for about 7 years or so. strange how some things stay the same whilst everything else in your life goes through major changes

Posting here is a bit like going to your highschool reunion.

except none of you went to my highschool!

 

yesterday: instead of editing my book, i started writing a short story.

There's something immensely reassuring about writing the same rubbish, incessantly, since February 2004.

I try not to think about it, myself, might push me to suicide.