Saturday afternoon, early evening at the pub. It seemed that I was the only English teacher at the bar. Lots of 50 something, fit, an intelligent by way of their over heard conversation business type expats. Not one digression about low quality unqualified how-did-they-get-excepted-to-university type diatribes aimed at the locals.

Skin is in this summer and lots of it. Thank you, thank you, thank you....

May 20th

At last the weather has got much warmer. All the hots aren't wearing stockings anymore which is a wonderful thing. Lots of cleavage this summer too. Great! I have waited 15 summers to see something like this. Wonderful.

The foliage seemed a bit later this spring than usual. I wonder if it really was or if I was influenced by the coldest April in a lifespan? Though now, viewing one of my favorite trees, the leaves seemed out and full.

Tomorrow being the holiday I hope to spend a good deal of time with Jr. I have been working so much lately that we only see each other for about an hour a day, except of course weekends.

I'm still around. I got ahead of myself on the blogging front. Not really knowing what it was like or about. Lately, I have had a few inspirations about blogging, so we will see.

The weather has been extremely cold lately. April should be warm and sunny, though a little windy here in Korea, but the temps have been running below normal for most of the month so far. We shouldn't need a coat now, except at night, but even today a light jacket is needed. The flowers are out though, and that is always a beautiful and marvelous thing.

March 2nd

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January 28th

The light at the end of the tunnel is visible. The work load for the last four weeks has been unrelenting. I haven't been able read the news papers or do anything relaxing, except for Saturday afternoons. Sunday is a day for Jr. and family. Looking forward to just having time for extended thoughts during the day. There is something barren about my mind when all I do is work. I miss the luxury of giving thoughts time to run around. Thinking is indeed a luxury, at least for me, and I try to protect this as much as possible. I understand what Thoreau was talking about when his days were busy, and he didn't have time for his walks or reading. Busy hours lead to dull and uninteresting hours when the work has ceased for evening. Coming home the these last four weeks has lead to me having dinner, and then readings a travel book, or a guide book about China. Thinking, being in peace with thoughts of my family, politics, travel, or even women has all but vanished. Its get up and work, work, work. Once home I'm too exhausted for true relaxation, and it is about getting down for sleep for another full on day.

But to night, I'm going open a cheap bottle of Yellow Tail Merlot wine from Australia, and get back into the habit of enjoining life a bit. My deep down I'm a hedonist, but I'm also a fairly good aesthetic who enjoys living simply, much to the frustration of my wife. Regular posts should start from this weekend.

January 12th

If you subscribe to the International Herald Tribune here in Korea, you got an opposing view of North Korean defectors in Monday's edition with the Joongang supplement inside and to to day to an article in the the front page. What I believe is that the Monday's article was more to the truth, though it was ruffly written, though isn't most of its pages. The IHT article was written for liberals in the states that don't want the reality or the truth of the defectors plight. I haven't personally met any in my time in Korea, though I often think it would be interesting to talk to them if the chance ever came. In other news, I went to the aquarium with Jr. on Sunday. Costly for what it is, but Jr. had a great time especially after I bought him a balloon. Then the fish didn't mater. The seal show needs work, if anybody from there finds this humble post.

January 9th

Well the week's work is done, and it was a slog. Not used to putting in that many hours and with that few breaks, but it will be worth it when the pay packet comes around. The sides streets are still full with snow, and only now getting some attention. I have Mondays through Fridays IHT, unread sitting on my desk here at home. Will probably just put them into the recycling bin. That doesn't mean I haven't had some time for the news. Reading this is a twice or trice yearly accordance in the Korean rags. It's all dome and gloom for Korea if the exchange rate goes too high, or reversely its all mayhem and people selling gold rings just to eat if the exchange rate weakens and Korea uses too many dollars to buy raw materials needed to manufacture. Toddlers have better control of the pants wetting than the ricetards getting scared about how to do their jobs correctly and pissing in them. Give it a break please.

The pub last night was filled to Texans watching the Rose bowl. Watched the first half and then left. I declare we give Texas Mexico, or that was all I could think about being in the pub's environs last night.