Do you admit to letting others push you around? Who's pushing you around now? Who's hitting on you now? Who's the pervert hitting on you now, knuckle-nicks? Has he successfully perverted an ethic? Has he destroyed a doll body?

I love you. And I miss you. And you better be taking care of yourself.

In other news, I saw my first lantern festival parade tonight. Next Friday is Buddha's Birthday, you see. Me and Whiskey Tango Foxtrot made kind of a meandering, clueless day of it. That guy's alright, even if he does think entirely too much about how the world will end. He knows kung fu and shit. (No, I'm serious... he does.) My favorite part of the whole parade was ending up right across the street from a fucking Pizza Hut, so it's in all my photos, ruining the mood. And now, I gotta get my ass to bed so I can tackle three whole days of classes before SPORTS DAY! SPORTS DAY! My favorite. And a three day weekend.

My life is nonstop agony. Obviously.

I'll leave you with a photo of our reflections in the glass around a pagoda (so mysterious!) and some cool old bicycles. Because I love you. That's why.


Laura said...

Beautiful pictures! I really wish you'd post more. :D

Marilyn said...

I was there too, and my photos all have Kim Hye Su's disturbingly white face in the background.

I'm no Picasso said...

Laura -- I'm no good at photos. I'm the king of blurry. And gaping around at things without thinking to store them up in digital format. But I'll try.

Marilyn -- Margh. There's also one of those creepy pink girly tea drinking cafe monstrosities in the background. Korea. Why. Whyyyyy.

Kel said...

I was there, too! I saw a Ho Bar and almost texted you to see if you were there (at the festival, not the Ho Bar) but didn't. Damn. We were right across from a McDonald's. haha!

I'm no Picasso said...

I totally saw the Ho Bar and thought of you! I pointed it out and everything. And we were directly across the street from each other. How hilarious. There were too many fucking foreigners to spot each other out, though.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot said...

It's not my fault! If The Man wasn't so hell bent on hiding the truth from all of us uninformed sheep I wouldn't be forced to serve humanity by uncovering all of "His" insidious plots!

I'm no Picasso said...

WTF -- If I thought you were even only half joking, the situation would be different. As things stand, I sense a lot of interesting debates ahead, via the Liz method of "existentialism minus all that unnecessary depressing stuff".