Highlights of my Day... Saturday, December 27

1. Woke up to the day-after… the day after Christmas that is and what should it be outside but a scence of ALL white! Nice, but a tad too late. Apparently God had granted me a white Christmas after all but I had fallen asleep a bit too early last night to catch a glimpse of it. Oh well, better luck next year.

2. Was made aware today of my over-the-top use of making up names for everything and anything. Whether it’s my use of nicknames on my homepage, me naming myself “The Pancake Master” or nicknaming various mixes and blends of coffees I make for Snickers, I’ve even made my own names for a vast assortment of things ranging from body parts to car parts. And I never really thought of it before until today when I went to go look up a name in my old cell phone from back-in-the-day. I have a little over 300 names in my old Canadian cell phone and of those 300 I’d have to say only able 30% have their real names attached to them. This means that after 5 years of not using this phone I have absolutely no idea who so many of these people are.

Some of the MANY nicknames in my old phone:
Bond Girl
BoyToy
Bruce Lee
Bubble Head
Candy Man
Cheese Ball
Cowboy Marsh
Crotch Rider
Daddy Thai
Danger Boy
Devil in Prada
Double No-No
Dimples
Finger Freak
Finger Freak’s Foot Freak Girlfriend
Ghetto Fabulous
Greek Freak
Homegirl
Hot Pants
Hug Monster
Hurricane Shane
Italiano
Jane Doe
Jammer
Jetowski
John Doe
Kimbab Kim
Korean Clan Leader
Lifesaver
Male Houchie
Mother Goose
Ms. Shoot-me-in-the-Ear
Needs-A-Noose
Ninja Turtle
No-Assembly-Required
No Name
No Show
Notorious BIG
Octa-brain
Papa Pimp
Peach Fuzz
Pearly-B
Pink Panther
Pinnochio
Polo-loco
Polska Power Puff Girl
Polska Princess
Poo Head
Prince
Puck Head
Purple Pain
Queen of the Sane
Rockie
Roger-that
Roid Rage
Russian Bear
Side Seat
Side Show Pro
Shawa Dog
Slim Shady
Space Captian
Space Cadet #770
Special K
Sunny Delight
Sub-Zero Hero
Tit-for-Tat
The Fourth Dude
The Human Vacuum
The Pork Chop God
Three-Eyed-Purple-People-Eater
Yellow Fever
Venus the Goddess of Love
Your Mom
Zebra Queen

3. With my gorgeous man by my side and a mission in mind, together the two of us headed off to Seoul in search of some medium ash blonde/brown Western hair dye. We called it “Bye-Bye Goldie”.

4. Our search for Western hair dye was loaded with numerous distractions, ranging from Snickers playing in the snow, to searching out a funky umbrella, stopping by to see one of my favorite designers (the man by whom created my fur trimmed leather winter coat), and checking out a much talked-about ice cream store called “Cold Stone”. I let Snickers amuse himself in the snow, scored a cute umbrella to shield myself from the wet snow, was reminded again by Designer Lee that “The ‘p’ in Polish stands for ‘pretty’”, and I never did get to see them make ice cream at Cold Stone like they showed on TV.

5. Our search for Western hair dye also became a search for a public bathroom after an overly-sugar-filled coffee from Coffee Bean sent both Snickers’ and my stomach doing loops. Word of the wise, new isn’t always better and better is definitely not that new hazelnut latte from Coffee Bean, unless that is you’re looking for a better laxative than the usual over-the-counter one.
6. We failed miserably at Operation Bye-Bye Goldie but we had lots of fun failing. What I would do though for a Shopper’s Drug Mart to miraculously appear in South Korea, I tell ya!!! To have one isle of L’Oreal hair color packages like Superior Preference and Feria would be a touch of heaven in four walls.

7. Snickers had the “great idea” to take the subway back to Cheonan. Ya, real great idea. It meant our one hour usual trip home via the bus got turned into a two hour subway ride, an hour and twenty minutes of which we both had to stand. And if you know anything about Korean subways then you know what I am talking about. Buddy-boy next to me smelt like he had never heard of a toothbrush and toothpaste, the old dude across from me was drunker than a sailor at homecoming, the high school kid next to me kept on starring at me, and the elderly lady I eventually scored a seat beside insisted on asking me a million and one questions in Korean and then got mad at me when I didn’t answer. She had a winter parka on but, because of her big hood, she couldn’t see that I was a foreigner.

8. I tried my hardest to ignore the questionable people beside me by burying my head into Snickers’ chest. I figured that if those around me had no problem making me feel uncomfortable than why should I really concern myself with their comfort level and so, on that note, I threw in some PDA (public displays of affection) to spice up the subway ride home.

9. Finally arrived back at Ggum Guum. It was about 10pm, way later than we had ever expected to return. Snickers was itching to head off to the spa with his friends and so we joked about that. For the most part I pretty much kept to myself when I’m not with Snickers but when I do meet up with friends, hanging out naked is definitely in our agenda. “But they help me scrub my back” he added, thinking it’d make me all that more convinced to try it. “It’s called showering every day so that you don’t need someone to scrub off ten layers of skin!” I laughed out. I’m cool with him wanting to go to the spa with his friends, I know it’s a Korean thing, but besides the occasional mishaps where I’ve accidently seen my friends naked, like accidently opening the bathroom door when they should have locked it or them using the girl’s change room at boxing instead of the guy’s, I can’t see myself ever being cool with purposely doing it.

10. So off Snickers went to get naked, hang out with his naked buddies, and do whatever it is that naked people do in naked spa places. I stayed in, tackled some more student emails, and stayed fully clothed.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who do you share your body with?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Take care of your body. It's the only place you have to live.
-- Jim Rohn