May the third time be the charm
Anyway, he showed up at my school the next day looking like he’d spent the last year doing meth. My co-workers didn’t even recognize him. He’s lost about 75 pounds or more– he’s pretty scrawny now and shakes like Muhammad Ali. He gave me his usual story about things “not working out.” I gave him some money and, what else, bought him another plane ticket home. (Yep, that’s three.)
I heard from my sister-in-law that he actually made the flight. So, I will be sleeping easier tonight. To be honest, it was worth the cost of a plane ticket to know he’s out of the country and won’t be showing up in the middle of the night. I had been waiting for that visit since he arrived in country three weeks ago.
Other than that, things are rolling along as usual. I’m studying for my class, but not as much as I should be. It’s interesting, but not as practical as I would have liked.
We recorded the fourth episode of the podcast last night. Five hours. The guest host was the Metropolitician aka FeetmanSeoul, co-host of Bomb English . He does a couple of other podcasts, too, as well as being a columnist for Ex-Pat Living in the Korea Herald, etc etc, you get the idea. He and Joe can conversate in a big way. Fortunately for me, he’s a very knowledgable and interesting guy. We recorded from 10PM to 3AM. I’m glad that Joe is all into the editing and tech side. Actually, I’ve been slacking on that, too. He does the website, the editing, the posting, and I…show up to record. I can live with it if he can. 😉
That’s about it. My life these days is pretty much work, study, sleep. And yet, I’m not studying enough. I’ve got some long chapter books for school that have been taking my time (for the next two weeks, I’ll be covering The Hobbit— in four lessons). That, and I watched every episode of Firefly last weekend.