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[Darl]

man.

saturday mornings are always interesting in some fashion, a mixture of that one moment of euphoria upon awaking, realizing that a mob of feral children will not be dongshimming me today, and the somewhat sobering realization that they will be come 48 hours. Yet today is particularly special. My girlfriend went to China for holiday, which means for the first time since the mid to late cretacious period, I have a little time to meself, in which to debauche and carouse in the manner of which I have long intended. Today is like new year, christmas, and chuseok all rolled into one. Today, I am resurrected, complete, etc. Anyone in a long term relationship might understand that although we do not harbor contempt for one another, I fully realize that she is probably full of the same glee on the aeroplane as we speak.

For some reason she packed 2kg of kimchi to take with her. It vexed me in a minor way, the thought she could not live without that stuff for all of 5 days. Her justification was that chinese kimchi was poison. Fine.

Being the gentleman I am, and also under the threat of death, I drive her to the airport at 7am. No problem. Drop her off, hug, kiss, all that. Get back on the highway, full of euphoria of being alone, as well as a certain sense of insecurity of what to do in her absence. She is the one who decides what color i wear today, what to eat for dinner, she teaches me stuff like scrubbing the toilet rather than trying to pee the stuff off. At this point i am a quagmire of indecision. I light up a smoke to ponder these things as i approach the toll booth. i reach for my 33 hundred won on the passengers seat. at this point things went terribly amiss.

According to a law in physics, any cigarette that is fumbled in a vehicle automatically falls into the immediate area of the crotch. I have heard statistics like a cigarette burns at a thousand something degrees, but never fully bought into that until this morning. It is truly a dextrous act, trying to navigate a vehicle on a highway, at the same time trying to extract what feels at this point like an arc-welding device in my most sensitive of areas. This all happens at the point i pull up into the toll booth. I would imagine this woman was remarkably confused not only by the fact that upon pulling up to the toll booth a white man frantically jumped out of the car, but the fact that he began flailing at his groin area.

In a triumphal gesture, I showed her the culprit cigarette, yet she seemed unimpressed and more interested in my toll fee. fortunately the car seat sustained no damages, which cannot be said for my jeans. physically i seem to be fine.

anyway, the boys and i are going to itaewon tonight. I shall make a proper holiday of it. see you there.

[spidey112233]

[Hanson]

[spidey112233]

[Bulsajo]

From the mouths of babes...

[Ya-ta Boy]

I enjoy reading about the little mini-dramas in other people's lives. Thanks for the post.

PS: When you patch the hole in your jeans, are you going to sew in a sock?

[Zyzyfer]

Yay, Darl!

[Hanson]

Wow. This spidey guy really does amaze me. He comes on Darl's thread, and (not minding HIS own business) comes on here and trolls:

[SuperHero]

Great story.