Lets just call it Tuesday

So, when you're social life exists vicariously through your computer, little things like followers (muahahaha!) make your day.

Especially mystery followers...

But I digress.

(which is to say that, in a format built on digression, we'll discuss the particulars some other time)

I'd just like to open this blog by thanking those who have chosen to dedicate their reading time to The Church of Arroz con Kimchi.

Its a Tuesday night, and as previously stated, I'm sitting at home living vicariously through social media and online TV. This was kinda the plan for the most part, especially because the plan included being intentionally broke over here so that my nest egg could get nice and fat back home in the states. That doesn't make it suck any less, especially when you're broke for real. That was the unavoidable part of the previous plan: work some shite part time job for just enough to scrape by so that you have no qualms about dumping it in a heartbeat to hop the next flight to Korea.

I'm kinda getting a break though. I have nutella and bread and coffee until payday, and work feeds me two meals for free (*woot*)(I just hope they're not pulling it out of my paycheck at 150% cost!). Not to mention I've lined up that Sunday dinner gig. WOW!!! I've found my latest favorite Korean dish!! Octopus in red sauce with mushrooms and other unidentifiable but tasty bits. Firey hot and soo good!

But the thing that really sucks is the inherent boredom. This is also to be expected. This expectation, also does not cause it to suck any less. Its a lot like my first few months at UCSB before everything took off. I was a bit of a mess for a week or two, just trying to get by when I hardly knew anyone. I don't know if it'll be that bad here though, if only because the nature of collectivist society doesn't lend itself to individuals being alone.

Haha, case in point, I got a random call from someone Sunday, and they wanted me to go bowling with them!! My only guess is that it's the person called the phone - which belongs to the school I work for - looking for the former owner, most likely a former teacher at the school, and didn't skip a beat even after repeatedly insisting I wasn't the guy they were looking for. I'm not sure if it was because their English was bad, or because they didn't care who I was so long as I was a native English speaker, but I don't mind. This might mean free bowling for me!! And of course, new random peeps.