2. Goggled on the web how to go about taming down these very loud shiners I’m sporting and came up with various strange remedies. Turns out applying melted chocolate and wrapping it in gauze overnight is quite the popular remedy. Knowing me though and my lack of chocolate eating, I’d probably wake up and eat it all… hahaha. 
3. I think I took too many punches to the head yesterday cause me goggling on the Internet for bruise remedies ended up with me reading all about how I can register in Korea for residence once my five year mark comes around. I’ll will have been in Korea for five years come February 16th, 2010… sweet. 4. My nose is still doing some funky clicking but it’s all swollen and so I really can’t do much with it besides randomly click it back in place and breathe through my mouth.
5. The other day my former coworker asked me if I could do her a favor and so today one of her students dropped by my house. I had texted the student earlier on today, warning her to not be scared of my freakishly purple swollen face but despite her reading the text when I opened the door her and her mother took a good step back and their jaws dropped. “It doesn’t hurt as bad as it looks” was all I managed to come up with.
6. With Snickers off at his game weigh-in (game is tomorrow), I had no real intentions of any showing my face in public, or to any other person for that matter, but I had already broke my plan with agreeing to meet with the student and so when Kitty Cat said “let’s hang out” I agreed.
7. Checked out the new restaurant that’s taken over my overly expensive pasta place that Giggle Girl Jr. and her mother use to take me too. The food was delish, mind ya, with a semi-locked sore jaw it was rather uncomfortable eating, not to mention I was super shy and struggled to keep my face hidden.
8. I got a lot of those “who’s the battered woman?!” looks, or so it felt, when I went grocery shopping with Kitty Cat and so I was relieved when we arrived back at my apartment. Showed her how to make my high energy bars and then we popped in a movie my friend Joe had given me yesterday. The movie was called “Panthom Punch” and I had been told that my friend Troy Ross was in it but, as it turned out, so was my friend Mark Simmons and my former coach Egerton Marcus, all three of which are known Canadian boxers. I really was in no mood to watch a boxing movie but when I saw Egerton step into the ring in the movie I yelled out; I was so stoked! Dang, I wish Egerton was here. He would have jumped into the ring and had demanded a rematch… hahaha. That’s Egerton for you, he’s always got your back, even when he knows you’re in the wrong. He’s just that loyal… and stubborn… hahaha.
9. Snickers told me that rubbing an egg on my eyes would help the bruising go down. He also told me that it’d turn the egg black on the inside. Of course telling me things like this gets the gears in my head spinning at full speed. I love strange facts like this and so after a day of rubbing the heck out of my eyes, Kitty Cat and I eagerly cracked open the eggs and guess what we saw?!... try yourself. What, did you think I’d seriously tell you?!... foo. Okay, so I’ll tell you… there was no black. Not only was there no black but my bruises also didn't tame down at all... dang! Tomorrow I have to head out to Snickers' fight and based on how the press and media have treated me in the past, I'll definitely have to try hard to dodge their cameras!!!
10. What there also wasn’t were text messages or calls from other friends, asking how I was doing. I know they know I lost my fight but what gets me is why so many people try so hard to avoid the uncomfortable situation of bringing up bad news. It drives me bonkers. I will however note here that of all the people who I expected to contact me, I was definitely not expecting a text message from my former team mate who had stiffed Junior Mint with being a no-show for pre-game training. I’ll certainly have to rethink what I think of him. Thanks to those of you who left messages on my homepage here, others who left messages on my Facebook, and those of you who did text message me or did whatever to approach me, despite the sourness of the situation, and were real with me.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Should I even try to apply for residence?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me."
-- Erma Bombeck
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