Today: "invent a new way of peeling potatoes day." Okay, I'll be the first to admit that my way isn't very practical, but it can be loads of fun for those unruly kids and will actually make then WANT to peel potatoes! Sounds impossible, doesn't it? WELL It'S NOT! What you do is draw stitch lines along the potato (so it looks like a dirty baseball) and then play baseball with the kids. When your kid hits a whopper and the potato goes smashing through a window, you collect the glass shards and use those to peel the potato. Then you get a new "ball" and continue to play until all your potatoes are peeled! Wait a sec, does this mean that peeling potatoes with your kids can make you a good parent? HELL FUCKING YEA BITCH! You get to play with your kids, teach them valuable potato skinning habits AND have mashed potatoes all in one! This is the best invention ever, all you need to do is buy my patented Potato Bat and Extra Shatter Potato Peeler Glass for every one of your (and possibly your neighbor's) windows! The best peeled potatoes this side of Soviet Russia, for a one time cost of ~$700 (plus the cost of repairing Potato Bat and Extra Shatter Potato Peeler Glass). BUY NOW!
Tomorrow: "make your will day." I already have some requests pending on who wants what for me, I guess I'll wing the rest and will my stuff to whoever I feel is deserving.
Okay, so I was told my blog post was too short. FINE. Let me detail EVERY SINGLE thing that happened today.
I woke up at 8:00. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:15, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:30, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:45, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:55, went to work! At work I: organized stuff, made copies, created like 10 different calendars EACH day full of crappy information, it took forever, but it really wasn't THAT bad.
After the whole calendar fiasco, yes I know it wasn't a fiasco, Emi and I went to commons and bought FOOOOOOD. She had some white chicken chili stuff that I made a joke about but I forgot. You can rest assured it was damn hilarious though. On our way back to work, in the elevator, Emi CORNERED ME in the elevator... and when I get cornered, I get punchy and I punched her face 7 times, apologizing after each punch. Actually, i said something more along the lines like "why are you cornering me?" then she said "showing you my sexual prowess (or some other word starting with a 'p')" then i mentioned intercourse and big laughs were had. It reminded me of being on a submarine, only I've never been on a submarine. Isn't that weird?
After work, I came back to my room, then it was history discussion time where we talked about marriage in Korea. If you thought wedding ceremonies in America were full of dumb traditions (which it is), wait until you hear about the wedding ceremonies in Korea! No, I won't tell you about them, go pick up a book or something. THEN! I didn't go to my earthquakes lab because I didn't have one this week! YES! But i still have some online stupid lab thing to do that Katie informs me is a "pain in the ass." Lovely.
After that rousing session of no earthquakes lab I sat down. And then I... uh... played around on the internet and chatted with people then it was DINNER! Yay for dinner. Dinner was tasty. More internet time wasting, more chatting, messed around with my planet project for a bit, phone call, went downstairs to get a small snack (sunflower seeds) and checked my mail. Saw that I had a postcard from OSLO (yes, that foreign place) that my dad had sent me about two weeks ago... more internet chatting, phone call again blah blah and now here I am! There, now do you have a clear picture of my day? You voyeuristic pigs.
Tomorrow: "make your will day." I already have some requests pending on who wants what for me, I guess I'll wing the rest and will my stuff to whoever I feel is deserving.
Okay, so I was told my blog post was too short. FINE. Let me detail EVERY SINGLE thing that happened today.
I woke up at 8:00. Went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:15, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:30, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:45, went back to sleep. Woke up at 8:55, went to work! At work I: organized stuff, made copies, created like 10 different calendars EACH day full of crappy information, it took forever, but it really wasn't THAT bad.
After the whole calendar fiasco, yes I know it wasn't a fiasco, Emi and I went to commons and bought FOOOOOOD. She had some white chicken chili stuff that I made a joke about but I forgot. You can rest assured it was damn hilarious though. On our way back to work, in the elevator, Emi CORNERED ME in the elevator... and when I get cornered, I get punchy and I punched her face 7 times, apologizing after each punch. Actually, i said something more along the lines like "why are you cornering me?" then she said "showing you my sexual prowess (or some other word starting with a 'p')" then i mentioned intercourse and big laughs were had. It reminded me of being on a submarine, only I've never been on a submarine. Isn't that weird?
After work, I came back to my room, then it was history discussion time where we talked about marriage in Korea. If you thought wedding ceremonies in America were full of dumb traditions (which it is), wait until you hear about the wedding ceremonies in Korea! No, I won't tell you about them, go pick up a book or something. THEN! I didn't go to my earthquakes lab because I didn't have one this week! YES! But i still have some online stupid lab thing to do that Katie informs me is a "pain in the ass." Lovely.
After that rousing session of no earthquakes lab I sat down. And then I... uh... played around on the internet and chatted with people then it was DINNER! Yay for dinner. Dinner was tasty. More internet time wasting, more chatting, messed around with my planet project for a bit, phone call, went downstairs to get a small snack (sunflower seeds) and checked my mail. Saw that I had a postcard from OSLO (yes, that foreign place) that my dad had sent me about two weeks ago... more internet chatting, phone call again blah blah and now here I am! There, now do you have a clear picture of my day? You voyeuristic pigs.


