"Five Millions Years from Now..."

Has it really been 5,000,000 years?  I think my BLOGGER counter is off.  Then again, I don't know if I have a "blogger counter" nor have I checked it if I do, and I certainly doubt it says I haven't updated in 5,000,000 years.

It's Thursday.  Tomorrow is Friday (that is, if tradition holds up and continues along it's predictable path).  And on Friday, my fellow fucks, Jimmy and Luke and Luke's squeeze will be in Korea!  This I look forward to.  I haven't seen Jimmy since leaving California.  The second to last time I saw him was a short but sweet few cigarettes on the balcony, giving brief and heartfelt "See ya laters."  The time before that, we had gone bowling with our old roommate Aaron for a Funk Bros. night out.  It was a grand night of drinking and pizza and bowling, and me eventually indulging too much, swearing at my lack-luster performance, thoroughly upsetting a family next to us and eventually muttering some goodbyes as I passed out on an apartment floor.  Go out in style, ya know?

Trouble is, I'm not much of a host.  I know jack balls about Seoul, so hopefully my charisma and wit will carry us through the next 3 days.

My contract us up in 33 days.  With the whole experience taken into account, I'm ready to leave Jeomchon and damn ready to leave Little Fox.  I have zero regrets about coming to Korea, and I'm looking to lengthen my stay on this wonderful continent, but I am 10 times over my current job.  Maybe even 11 times over.  I am, however, very much looking forward to my upcoming interview with a school in China.  In checking them out, they seem to have a vibe much more conducive to my styles.  I have high hopes for this job, I just don't know when I'll finally interview.  Keep your eyes crossed, cock-eyes.

I started drinking coffee again recently.  One cup every few days, though.  Seems safe, yeah?  And I gots to get these remaining wisdom teeth out.  The asymmetry is killing me.

This chair hurts my neck.

Amanda de los Reyes is a beautiful woman, as is my mother.  No correlation, really, except they've both given me clothes.

Okay, done?

Done.

Terwilliger,
-LS^2

Scott and Tae Woo.  I love this picture.

Bourgoise sk8r punk apparel.

These googley eyes were the

best $.75 I've ever spent.

Jonno-lookin' hella skinny-drinking a beer

on a weekday and smoking a cigarette.

Hell hath frozen over, y'all.

Gabriel?  I don't know, he's not one of mine.

"I am the danger!"