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I've failed you, Livejournal... er, Clemensy blog thing, and I'm sorry. You see, I have so many delicious words and scrumptious pictures to fatten you up with and yet somehow none of them are actually here. I think I may have left them in the trunk of the car.

Spare computer nerd time is hard to come by these days. However, my order of business when it is computer nerd time is as follows:

-Reading email.
-Looking here to see if anyone has posted comments calling me a cocksucker.
-Reading the emails that I liked one more time.
-Checking the BBC website to make sure South Korea hasn't been nuked.
-Reading other peoples' blogs, but only if they're very whiny and complain about school!
-Replying to emails that I got a week ago.
-Writing a stupid blog entry. We're talking really stupid here.
-MSN.

You will notice, I hope, that MSN is LAST on my super-important list. If you didn't notice, it's right there at the bottom, hanging off the edge into the paragraph rift. You can't miss it. Well I guess you could, if you totally skipped over the list but if you did that then you're fucking silly and please to be getting off of my interwebsite please. The list is crucial.

Anyways, I have taken a particularly vicious dislike to MSN ever since I left the fine nation of Canada. Every time I log on, the whorish realities of space and time hit me across the face and the recoil gives me whiplash. Something about real-time conversation just hammers home the point that I'm wildly detached from everything my MSN list represents, and I feel like a stranger in my own digital home. I feel worlds apart, awkward in my own skin.

I generally can't stand it for more than a few minutes at a time - my neck gets itchy. Seriously. I love you people and miss you lots but something just isn't clicking here. All the benefits of IM that I used to trumpet (come-and-go triteness and informality; always online 'just leave a message' use; multiple conversations) now work against me. I've been wondering how I'm supposed to write a Masters' thesis (fingers crossed lololol!) on a technology I can no longer stand.

I don't know what the deal with that is, but now it's time to go to bed. I'm sure I'll figure something out. Some actual stories about the last little while in this Great Korean Misadventure to come this weekend... hopefully. I'll leave you with something a bit fucked up:

This was taken from a conversational textbook purchased by the mother of my private lesson kids. She genuinely had no idea why I couldn't keep from laughing hysterically while I read this 'everyday English conversation' to her two quizzical children.

Posted by Chris at 11:41 AM >> Commentations (3)