I’m not sick, but I’m not well.
Thank you, Harvey Danger, if that is your real name. I get it.
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Due to an inability to find an acceptable connecting flight from Tokyo to Seoul, I will not be returning to South Korea until the seventh of February. My recruiter tells me that I will still have one of my hagwon jobs when I get back, but due to extensive past mayhem involving her I remain highly skeptical of this claim. I shall find out when I get there, I suppose.
Being in the states for two and a half more weeks will be ok, though. I’m enjoying my time here, despite the fact that my finances are beginning to drip drip drip. I still have some things that I must do, and some things that I would like to do, and also some things that I may do if I accomplish everything in the above two categories.
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I am sitting in a coffeehouse in Rocky River right now, making use of their free WiFi, and there is a row of bamboo growing in two brown pots by the door. It strikes me as odd–bamboo growing in Northeastern Ohio–and it makes me wish they had a panda bear, too. A coffeehouse with a panda bear, now that’s a goldmine of an idea. You could call it "Panda Time Coffee!" and charge extra for the coffee because of the panda bear.
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I watched Brief Encounter this afternoon, and it left me wondering why British people always drink brandy when they are feeling at all unwell. You have a headache? Let me get you some brandy. You’re hungry? Let me get you some brandy? You’re allergic to alcohol? Let me get you some brandy. Does brandy possess some cure-all medicinal quality that I am unaware of, or are British people just closet alcoholics? Anyone? I am too lazy to do an Internet search on this one.
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I am feeling lonely, can someone please get me a panda bear and some brandy?
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