I probably reek worse than dead people right now. I just ate a meal composed entirely of pickled radish, scallions, onions, garlic, cabbage, fermented beans, and grilled beef. And I enjoyed every bite. If smelly people smell because they've been eating such delicious stuff, they are totally excused in my book. Well, as long as they don't come too close to me.
During my meal with my aunt and uncle, I realized that I really like them. They take me to good food. And my aunt said when she first saw me after a long time--unlike the rest of my relatives who often begin by commenting that I look like a boy, or that I look chubby, or that my face is crooked--that I look pretty with my hair cut the way it is. Bless her soul. Also, I thought I was going to die on my way back home because my uncle polished off a bottle of soju by himself, and I feared death by a relative who was DUI. But like responsible human beings, my aunt and uncle switched off at the wheel, and my extremely sober aunt drove us back. Props to sensible people.
I clearly have too much time. This is the second time today that I'm updating this blog. At least it's keeping me entertained. Random memory from earlier this afternoon: I was asked by a chef today what I planned on doing for a living. I answered that I plan on being a lawyer. She then promptly asked why I was doing kitchen work. I responded "just in case I want to be a chef." After staring at me like I might be crazy, she told me that her friend is a lawyer. And that he makes four times as much per hour as she does. But she trailed off with...well, everyone should do what makes them happy. I spent over an hour slicing chestnuts, to the point that carpel tunnel was probably developing in both my wrists, and honestly, being a lawyer is beginning to look much more appealing. Sort of. Okay, not really. My prospective career choices have pretty much remained in the same places, but that seemed like a good place to add a snarky sentence.
Anyway, time to return to Seoul!!
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