Good Mood Food
what a difference a day makes. woke up feeling pathogenless again, a nice change from the mucus dripping out of my nose and eyes. had breakfast with linda, a delightful korean girl who continues to insist that she's american... [as she's winding up, about to smack me in the arm, let me tell you a quick anecdote:
The Irony Is Crushing Me
i was in the park one evening walking back with sam and linda after a session of awesomeminton, and for whatever reason we were talking to a man who claimed he was australian. he didn't look like an aussie, and his accent definitely wasn't australian, but because he was born in australia he completely denied his obviously vietnamese heritage. on top of that, he refused to believe that linda was american, even though she speaks with a midwestern accent ("byack-pyack"), because she looks asian. so after getting all tangled up in this ironic web of language, heritage, and nationality, the exchange crescendos when they begin first saying, then yelling:
"you... american?"
"you, australian?" [now pointing at each other]
"AMERICAN?!?!"
"AUSTRALIAN????!!!"
... etc.
this goes back and forth for a while until i'm keeled over from laughing so hard, prompting sam to deliver the titular line.
WHHACK! oww stop, i can't keep telling my students that i've fallen down the stairs again...]
anyway, so after subjecting her to chinese water torture (or is it korean?) for about a week straight, (the drip of death: why-don't-you-wanna-live-with-us-c'mon-you'll-never-find-another-house-like-that-what's-the-matter-with-you-c'mmonn-why-do-you-hate-us-please-please-please-please-i-hate-you-you're-not-american-oh-c'mmmaaann-c'mmmmaaaannnnnn-you're-the-best-the-best-korean-american-i've-ever-met-c'mmaaaaaaaaannnnn-fine-"you're-from-chicago-and-therefore-you-are-american"-happy?-ok-awesome...), she finally agreed to live with the 4 of us in the 'mansion' mentioned in the preceding post, thus saving me the frustration of negotiating for a $70 cooker in that crap hole i saw yesterday. oh and by the way, check out her blog because she might grant me the priviledge of being mentioned in it soon (!!!).
great, so what else?
how about a newwwwwWWW JOB! [cue the price is right music and release the confetti] yeah, well unless my employer finds out about this blog and reads Putrid...Mood, or 'most any of the others including this one. it's at the same school alison and carrie teach at which rocks because now i can bug them and get paid for it at the same time! i'll work normal hours (something like 8-3, m-f), i'll have students that don't draw on the walls and try erasing each other in the middle of class, and an employer who actually respects and supports me rather than simply hands me a pile of books, points to little vietnamese kids, and says "you suck, now teach" using bigger words and longer sentences.
other random good news items:
- this open letter to a huntington fuckhead is hilarious, and serves to remind me that no matter how bad i'm down, there's someone else out there unwillfully smashing his teeth out, and having the car he generously loaned out to some friend set ablaze, and having the stereo from his other car stolen just days before christmas... and his name is blatt. by the way, i only list it under good news because it made me laugh, which is good... for me.
- dave has a great entry about some of the girls that work at lucky's. it's titled un-seeing the cracked patterns (12.21.04). read that and then read the rest of his shit 'cause it's all good.
- booked a flight to hanoi, the capital, for the tet holiday along with alison, carrie, and mike. should be fun. [the first link is to alison's humorous entry about her angry tit, the second is to a thoughtful (but irrelevant) comment made by a concerned sister about her awol brother (how embarrassing for him!), and the third link there is to mike's homebound blogging adventures. note: no link to carrie's blog because she refuses to update it with stories about how she skirts out on bets (i think another punch is on its way...]
- it's racquel's birthday (dec 23)! happy birthday!
one bit of bad news is that it appears there's a bit of american capitalist anti-asian propaganda circulating the internet. it's truly despicable. i think the people responsible for this are no better than my vomit...
happy and healthy again, 'mout.
2 Comments:
was the aussie 70 years old?
thanks for the link to my blog...although the situation is now a lot better than it was when I wrote it. For complete updates to the situation, just keep checking in.
Also, did you not learn that I never actually smashed out my teeth? Just look at the picture we've been linking around. I'm surprised no one's picked up on it yet.
that's really funny. especially because i'm always in a crowded internet cafe surrounded by asians whenever i open that picture.
and do what you want with those digital pictures, tooth-hole... you can't photoshop my memory.
Post a Comment
<< Home