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Jul. 27th, 2011


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This post serves no purpose other than to let the world know I hate moving.

I'm excited to move in with the boy, and I love our new apartment, and it's kitchen with all the counterspace (comparatively speaking, that is).

But this packing, and organizing, and all the other nonsense can go. Seriously.

Jun. 12th, 2010


Dear Country of my Birth:

We knew there would be a fair amount of fail involved. But three and a half minutes into the game?


Get your game together please.

No love,

EDIT: Okay, so it ended in a tie. Still not happy about the US team performance (with the obvious exception of Tim Howard, of course). And England's GK was just a living example of epic fail in this one. Yeesh.


Gearing up to watch the England vs. USA match, and realised that I never want to watch a USA match while living on US soil again. Not only is the opening sequence attempting to be WAY too African-esque (while failing miserably, might I add), but it is then followed by standard deep male American voiceover saying (and I kid you not):

"...blah blah blah where team USA takes on its FORMER COLONIAL MASTERS..."


I give up.

Argentina vs. Nigeria

Let's see how many dives we can see in this one.

Greece...what has hapened to you?!

Score (55mins into the match): S. Korea - 2; Greece - 0

And the second goal was totally textbook. Which doesn't really happen in international tournament level football, since most international tournament level goalkeepers engage in textbook goalkeeping.

So, wtf is going on with Greece, I would like to know. Sun in their eyes? Off day? Economic catastrophe related demoralisation?

Guess who's back?

So, after nearly a near of non-updating, and getting more and more intimidated by the prospect of starting again, I decided I had the perfect excuse to start posting in...the World Cup.  :)

We still haven't got the cable set up at home, so I'm currently camping out at the boyfriend's house dragging him out of bed at ridiculous times in the morning (good thing he's a football fan, too) to watch the World Cup.  Which has totally gotten off to an unimpressive start.  I'm hoping that the matches today come to some sort of conclusion, at least.

The Korea vs. Greece match we're currently watching, however, seems to be going rather well. I totally cracked up when I found out that the only scorer in the match so far (S. Korea - Lee Jung-Soo) totally plays for the Kashima Antlers (which is probably the biggest JLeague team near where I used to live). For a while, I was like, "WTF...why the heck is the ESPN commentator talking about the Antlers all of a sudden? Is this what my chuugakusei are doing now? AIEEE...I HAVE TAUGHT THEM TOO WELL!" Until I figured it out.


Jul. 10th, 2009


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Am back in the US. Again. And pretty much for good this time. :)

Off to sleep off the jetlag then.

Mar. 22nd, 2008


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So, I realised that I never really update this thing anymore. I guess the reasons for this are twofold: 1. there is nothing of interest (to the population at large, that is) going on on a large enough scale as to warrant a post, and 2. when enough smaller things happen that I feel like a post should be in the making, I get overwhelmed thinking about writing it all down, and then just wind up never doing it. I try to make resolutions to myself to update more often and just drive myself to fits of guilt when I don't.

Maybe one of these days I'll be inspired to LJ properly again.

In the meantime, for an update on the life of Su-in-Japan, all I have to offer is the following.

In the last 24 hours, I had a four hour conversation with nakiri during which:

1. I had an epiphany
2. The following lines were uttered.

(nakiri): ...where instead of learning lanugages, I can learn the cock.

Me (in a different part of the conversation): Oh my God, we're not having babies! We're having MORMONS!

3. I've decided that any marriage I can remotely be a part of will have to wind up being a joke and end with my killing my child for being a misogynistic patriarch.

To this aforementioned marriage, I can only say "MMBD."

Feb. 20th, 2008


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I've realised recently that I've totally been invoking Brian Kinney (an obsession with whom most people who've known me for long enough totally know I have).

On one hand, I'm becoming a vaguely cynical, confrontational and unapologetic person. I find myself progressively more unwilling to censor myself for the sake of overall peace. This suits me just fine.

On the other hand, I'm invoking a fictional gay man-whore.

Actually, neither of these things are bad, now that I think about it. But it makes me wonder exactly what my life has come to if I'm running around with, "You're the only one you need, you're the only one you've got," running through my head.

And it was even more disturbing when the stack of exchange diaries from my students (which are private between me and them) came in after Valentine's day blathering about adolescent romance resplendent in all it's nausea-inducing optimism and the first thing I thought was, "Love is something that straight people tell themselves they're in, so they can get laid. And they end up hurting each other, because it was all based on lies to begin with."

Which is particularly ridiculous as I identify as straight. *eyeroll*

I just need to procure the first season or two of QAF already so Brian Kinney can get out of my head, and back onto my screen where he belongs, dammit.

Jan. 4th, 2008


After months of inactivity...

...this is all I have to contribute.

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Real LJ entry to follow.

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