Monday, December 29, 2008

bonafide hustler making my name.

i went to the doc today to get my finger checked out.  the verdict: sista can paint her nails again!  saweetness.  to celebrate, i went to thefaceshop to pick up some baller polish.  i will be sporting midnight blue polish for the new year.  or 90s neon pink.  it has been miserable only being able to paint 9 of 10 nails.  its the little things that one takes for granted that really makes you happy once you get it back.

as i got off the subway at sookmyung, i spotted a little old woman shuffling along, also getting off the subway.  i steered out of her way, but as i passed, i saw that she had a balenciaga puffer jacket on.  i burst out laughing.  an 80-year old woman in a "real" balenciaga puffer jacket.  does balenciaga even make puffer jackets?  for old women?

oh korea.  you and your counterfeit goods.  how i hate them all.  there is no shame in korean counterfeit goods.  they'll counterfeit anything possible.  i saw a little girl with a pair of fake uggs today.  there was an ugg label sewed upside down on the back of her boots. ive seen 'black face' and 'east face' jackets.  koreans are label-obsessed.  ill never feel like a bitch again if i want something designer.  and at least ill buy the real deal.

my landlord is a bit of a nutter.  i think he comes into my apartment everyday while i am at work.  ive been having issues with my water heater and regular heater.  its all built into one unit.  sometimes when the heat is on, it sounds like there is a flood in my kitchen.  but no, its just what it does.  he comes down when i get home and tells me stuff in korean.  he points and nods like i understand.  i point and nod back and smile.  then he leaves.  

ive thought about buying a really raunchy sex toy to leave out on my counter.  maybe he will think twice about entering all the time.

oh well, he did haul out a chair i wanted to get rid of.  it smelled of cat piss and needed to be heaved.  i feel kinda bad.  he's a short, little, crippled old man.  he must have nearly thrown out his back.  the chair was as big as he.

new years party chez moi.  i dont feel like dealing with crazy crowds in seoul.  and i havent entertained in awhile.  all i want for new years is fun.  good friends, good drinks, good food.  no chaos, no drama.

the story of my life.

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