운명

Home from the weddings. Ran into JH Unni on the street, which is just bizarre. She asked what the hell happened to me, and I gave her a simple debriefing. She's still with the guy I marched straight over and introduced her to at a club nearly two months ago, which I think is pretty great. Damn proud of myself on that one. She wants me to re-meet him soon, because I didn't spend that much time with them that night. Too eager to get back to Willie, given that it was the last night I was going to see him, so I tossed another girl in to occupy the friend and made a sly get-away.

She was running down all kinds of random information for me as we stood and talked on the street, and I gave her a strange look. "I know I know. I'm just trying to tell you anything in case there's something that's strange about him that I can't notice because I'm Korean and he's foreign. I'm still a little worried." I assured her that he seemed quite alright to me, based on the fact that his friend (also a foreign guy) seemed eager enough to keep me around that night, even though I'm a foreign female and widely viewed as a buzzkill by foreign men in that situation. I told her I thought the fact that his friend took the time to talk to me like a normal human being showed that they were just normal, nice guys, not out on the prowl for Korean girls all the time. Which is a really good sign.

Now. I really need to eat something considering I'm running on two cups of coffee and a blueberry scone. I'm super tired. And I bought more clothes today. Because that's apparently what I do now. Great.

Time for some kimchi bokkeumbap, followed by a little:


And of course some writing. I hope.