time winding down

tonight i had what will probably be (what i deem as) my last sexy night in korea. sexy nights in korea absolutely involve cooking something delicious by candlelight while drinking white wine and listening to mood music. sometimes they also involve sex and the city. and sometimes they involve binging on tortilla chips or the like. they usually end in me taking the last train down to the club where i do my best to pretend like i'm having fun or actually have it.

tomorrow is my going-away party. wowowowow. i'm really excited to see everyone last time and say goodbye. and the weather forecast is perfect. some guests will get an extra-special treat too: stephen stew (which i have already prepared in advance). the snacks and disposable shot glasses have been bought; the beer is being refrigerated as we speak. so here's to a year full of memories with good friends!

pheromone-infused soap?

thanks Dial, for this invention. but while you're at it, why don't you also concoct a formula for men to attract men. i could totally see some cheek gays buying that. of course, it'd be shelved next to axe body spray. in fact, why not do us all a favor and package the two together? because i know that when i go out on the town, no one will be able to resist the pheromone-infused soap/axe combination. that's a double blow.

the battle of the B blood types

actually, i'm not a B blood type but i often joke that i am due to my often slew of requests when making plans with friends. for example, it's not unusual for me to request rice or noodles, depending on the meal, at a restaurant that's not expensive, has natural light, is on my subway/bus line, and isn't a chain. then at the restaurant i usually have to eat something hot and i like to sit for a while and relax afterwards while my food digests. as you can see, the must-haves easily add up even though i'm actually blood type O.

what does this all mean? well, in my experience i've found it to be true that B blood types are difficult to get along with while O blood types are their perfect easy-going companion. a B blood type is the kind of person that will make you switch a restaurant because of cigarette smoke after you've already sat down at the table. and an O blood type is the kind of person who would be understanding of that.

but not me. ask me to switch a restaurant because of cigarette smoke and i'll totally be annoyed.

so, for this reason, it's no surprise that i'm having a great deal of trouble maintaining a friendship with a BB blood type person. as if one B wasn't enough. then if you factor in that i also act like a B, this situation spells BBB trouble.

the battle of the 태현s

tonight was date night with the previously introduced 태현 #2. how on earth i met another is beyond me and the parallels between them are not limited to their names only.

the first 태현 came into my life after the new year and we spent a wonderfully peaceful five weeks together. we had also surprisingly met at a club, an experience and expectation neither of us had had before.

the second 태현 came into my life just three weeks ago and we are also cherishing our time together. oddly enough, we also met at a club where he had the cojones to dance right up to me.

both are also taller than me.

there are some differences too though.

the first 태현 was an older jaded type while the second 태현 is a cute minor (19!) with innocence bubbling over. (in this case, i've found that i prefer the latter more.) also, the first went back to toronto after five weeks but this time around, i'm the one leaving while the second stays behind. finally, the first was a quiet, brooding type while the second is much more talkative and forthright with his feelings.

whatever this all means probably isn't important but if the third time's the charm can be used for people too, here's to meeting 태현 the third.

the curse of 태

hmm, i've joked about it before but there must be something about boys with 태 in their name that makes me gravitate towards them. it's no secret that i drool over 박태환 (park tae hwan), swimmer and model extradionaire. but besides marine boy himself (who is way out of my league), all the태's in my life here have been rather significant: woo tae, tae hyun, and coinidentally, tae hyun #2 (in that order). without going into details on how each was significant in my life, i find it extremely strange that in my limited, almost non-existent affairs with boys here, the three relationships i've managed to have have all had their names in common. either the name pool for koreans really is remarkably small or i'm destined to mister stephen tae something or another. my guess is on the former.

fan death isn't the only thing on koreans' minds

this week i learned that if i dream of pigs i will be a rich man but if i dream that my tooth/teeth has fallen out, i should probably call home and check to make sure everyone's still alive. similarly, if i shake my leg or write their name in red ink they will hate it because their good fortune from will escape them. also, korean's choose F over 4 in elevators because 4 sounds like the chinese word for death. and when you move into a new place, you get tons of toilet paper; the longer the paper the more to wipe your ass with longer your life. and the same goes for rice cake on new years day. finally, if for some godforsaken reason i hear a magpie singing in the magnificent city of seoul in the morning, i should be prepared to open my door to a best friend that evening.

so in conclusion, i have a lot of things to worry about in korea. fortunately for me, i'm new york bound in three weeks so i'll stick to not walking under letters, on cracks, or breaking mirrors.

23:54 Sunday, July 19, 2009

the only thing that's been abused is this blog.

and perhaps my liver. but that's old news anyway.