Haylookitsa Socialnessity

It occurred to me while I was shoving candied seaweed in my face that Ryan Gosling's career route thus far is strangely reminiscent of Leonardo Di Caprio's. He gets his first leg up playing an attractive dude doing unattractive poor people things in an attractive way thus making an attractive rich person love him for the things. And then they bang and your girlfriend breaks up with you because you are not Ryan Gosling. This is the problem with romance. You are not Ryan Gosling. I bet Ryan Gosling could score a flight attendant.

I have realized that I have not been sticking to this blog very well. This is because I have been busy trying to figure out how to live in a foreign country who uses squiggly lines in place of letters and has a populace who enjoy putting things they find on beaches in their faces. I make fun because I want to learn. And Hangookerian is a fickle bitch.

Anyway, hopefully posts will be flowing in, however I need to warn, I am going to treat this thing as both a writing experiment and a notebook which means some things I write were started before I left and I finally figured out how I want them to go, and others are random scrawling because my hands were pissed off at me. Sometimes I just lock a stray cat in my wardrobe with a laser-pointer and a bag of water balloons and see what comes of it. So what I am saying is that some of these posts are going to be complete shit. This doesn't bother me because your enjoyment is enjoyable to me, your pointless elucidation on the specifics of my life rubs my ego in all sorts of wonderful ways, and your discomfort is hilarious.

Anyway, so far I got an apartment, met some awesome people, started a really good job with all sorts of interesting stories and experiences, and have been collecting wisdom on the secrets of the East. However, most importantly, I finally got to see the Steve Carrel film, "Crazy Stupid Love".

I saw it on an airplane. It was on a tiny screen in front of me on the back of the person in front of me's seat. My grandmother's boyfriend once told me that he thought the accommodation on Korean air was unmatched and that they had hot flight attendants. He was right on both accounts. Although I would wager my left thumb that the flight attendants on Continental would kick the shit out of the KA ladies physically, mentally, and cup size... although I bet the Korean Air attendants speak better Korean.

Even me, a humble coacher in the back of the deathtube received a warm towel. I fucking love warm towels. They are like the last lines of a Keats poem being read in a cold cabin as the dark cold of night puts out the last of your chimney smoke. The towel is warm and damp... and then a few moments later... it's not warm anymore and your face is wet. There are many films and great songs that end this way.

Anyway, So I saw "Crazy Stupid Love" which was really good for the first half and then there was a silly coincidence where one person is revealed to be someone you didnt know was someone else and then the whole thing becomes your standard Romantic Comedy fare. That said, there are some pretty funny parts in the whole thing.

There's this one part where Ryan Gosling punches a dude in the face, that was pretty cool. Then there's a part where Steve Carrell punches Ryan Gosling in the face, that was pretty cool. And then there's a part where Steve Carrell jumps out of a car, which was funny. Also there's a whole subplot about how people are different on the inside than the outside and stuff. Standard stuff.

Anyway, I am in Seoul, Seoungbak area and am living in a one room apartment. I have a sink, a stove, and a laundry machine in the same room as my bed and it is surprisingly comfortable. Met some of the coolest people I have met since I met some of the coolest people I have ever met.

Peace. More to come.