Well, it's official, at least on paper: I finally signed a publishing contract to put out the book I've been chipping away at for the past year. If I haven't been posting here too much of late, well, you know why...
The world clock is running out on pax americana, but the DPRK just might be able to squeeze into a tailing position for a piece of the globalization pie. Could there be a clearer example of how private corporations affect diplomatic and military interactions amongst enemy governments? But, the same North Koreans who hack could also be some of its major revenue winners, according to Bloomberg.
Well after moving into what (I hope) will be my permanent apartment I have been able to properly unwind and get settled. #504 is starting to feel like home and just needs a few more personal touches.
I like being up high, looking down on scenery. Kind of reminds me of a good game of Sim City. I went to Busan Tower, which is 120 meters high on a 69 meter high hilltop. Busan Tower is located in Yandusan Park in Nampodong. Busan is beautiful.
One of my professors in a first-year university class told us that writers are lucky. Through the process of recording and thus reflecting on our experiences, he said, we get to “live twice.” Somehow September has appeared and the Coco Busan blog is still riding the Coco July Vacation wave,
I would like to go to the most crowded place in Busan and shout “Kim!” and see how many people would actually turn around and eventually pick my favourite.
I would like to see where those “ajummas” (old ladies) are actually going at 4 in the morning when I am going back home after a party, even though I perfectly know where they are going!To the mountain or just around the building for a walk! But I would just love to see their face when they see me following them… scared “ajummas”..priceless!
He is my coworker. His job title runs ‘native speaker’, but he is not. He’s Vitaliy. He’s Russian. And he loves tuna fish. Hobbies include ‘getting little buzz’ and ‘hang house’. Recently wed to a Korean lady. Possibly strangest person I’ve ever sat across from. I’m almost face to face with him, between the space in our computer monitors. Since he’s not a native speaker, it takes him roughly a century to complete anything English related. He always has the appearance of diligence. Everyday he eats tuna fish out of a can with either rice, noodles or ramyeun. This is fucked.
What? Belgian surrealist art on a blog about Korean sociology? Yes indeed; but never fear, for I’ll be criticizing something Korea-related soon enough!^^
Friday afternoon I got an electric bill for 88,000 won (68 USD) and an official notice that looked suspiciously angry. I was confused since my electric bill is generally around 13,000 won (11 USD). I shrugged and got my co-teacher to look at it today. The company is claiming that I haven't paid my electric bill in three months and as such are threatening to shut off my power on the 15th if they haven't received payment. Which is nuts, of course I've paid my bill.
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