아파도

I quite literally spent nearly my entire weekend watching the entire season (25 episodes) of Boys Over Flowers, a Korean high school drama. I finished the last episode at about 4 am Monday morning, and there was no sex. I knew there wouldn't be any sex, there never is, but there's so much BUILD-UP, it's FRUSTRATING. There wasn't even any TONGUE.

After I finished it, I slept for just under 2 hours before getting up for work. Korean high school dramas are clearly a dangerous thing in my hands.

I am now obsessed (OBSESSED!) with one of the soundtrack songs, One More Time. This is unhealthy on all levels.

blood toilet

Fuck you to hell and back, Brooke Thomas. Yes, let's shame 14 year old girls for not having learned how to properly contain the blood that frequently spills over and out of the bodies of roughly half of the human population. And fuck you too, Daniel Kuan, for thinking it's more likely or acceptable to leave traces of nose-blood in the bathroom than menstrual blood. Let's be realistic here: the hormones of a significant percentage of your students are not making their noses bleed on a semi-regular basis. Even if the blood was only in the sink, I still think it would be far more likely to be menstruation.

I hope that student grows up to enjoy the way her blood spills on the bathroom floor and learns to resent all the various ways that the patriarchy demands that female bodies be contained.

dunkin sisters

is what Park Mi-Ran calls me and the gossip girls, because we three go together to Dunkin Donuts (the only place where reasonably priced coffee is to be found) ALL THE TIME.

If we're not at Dunkin, we're brewing our own coffee in Im Kyung-Hwa's (#1) department. Today over coffee Kyung-Hwa told me that she is jealous of I Young-Gyung these days. Young-Gyung sits in the desk in my department that belonged to Kyung-Hwa last semester. I talk to Young-Gyung a lot more than I used to because of this, and to Kyung-Hwa significantly less. Only because of proximity, duh. I love Kyung-Hwa way more than Young-Gyung, though Young-Gyung and I are beginning to have our hysterical laughter moments.

Kyung-Hwa, I MISS YOU TOO. No one teases me about blind dates quite the way you do.

There's a new teachers' club, headed by Kyung-Hwa, called the "Well-being Club" (which apparently is code for "beauty club"). It contains nearly all of my co-teachers and nearly all of my favorite gossip crowd. I kind of hope we all sit around and paint our nails together. I legitimately hope it leads to me spending more time with the gossip girls again. I miss them.

blood toilet,

sunne-burn'd braine. blood toilet:

1. the stringlets of blood that linger in the bottom of the toilet bowl after I've dumped a keeper-ful of #menstruation in it and flushed once

2. the digital bidet in the women's bathroom at Seoul Electronics High School which is used by my co-workers exclusively when they are #menstruating. I don't think it's against the rules to flush toilet paper down it, but I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to poop in it. There's a different toilet for that. There's also a different toilet for when you just have to pee and you're not on your period, but the digital bidet has a seat that senses movement and prepares to WARM YOUR BUTTOCKS THE MINUTE YOU ENTER THE STALL.

3. the airport bathroom en route Johannesburg --> BsAs, sink full of rusty swirls of maybe-blood, the lower slant of the floor halfway to flooded. The sink clearly clogged - did someone know that the sink was clogged but was so desperate to get the #menstruation off their hands that they rinsed in the sink anyway and then left the bloody water there, because what else can you do when you're #menstruating in an airport bathroom with a flooded floor and a clogged sink?

Maybe the rusty swirly color was something other than #menstruation, but I really hope not.

bikini tribal

disco thong sandals! (RIP)

Obligatory photo of La Casa Rosada.

BALLZ

[the corpse of] Ulises' grandfather is in here.

Alexi's roommate (left) and creepy-ass landlord (right).

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

kiwi licuado, SO GOOD

KY gel valentine's day heart-shaped balloon.

tourists are welcome here?

jesus guarding over the children('s playground)

IT WAS THE BABY

doll/dyke

dyke/doll

THE FUTURE

pam-mom meets pam-mom, suckles tits

for papa, from agus and mama

choripan of DOOM

at the Eloisa Cartonera collective, we painted books.

I painted this one. Obviously.

then the city FLOODED. THRICE.

ewwwwwwwwwwww

skype 3-way

audra and ulises at the outdoor milonga near feria

el caminito in la boca

SHE'S FUCKING THAT HORSE

what would lar-bear say.

red cow-print tango shoes!

weekly pop music profile #3

I am lazy today, and busy streaming "Iris," my new favorite Korean drama. But here, watch this video of T-ara, singing "Bo Peep," and tell me they aren't the exact Korean replica of the Pussycat Dolls. And please, pay special attention to the cat-tail (bestiality?) that shows up near the end of the video. (also, @bird_esque can you spot the chest-thrusts?)

This video is super-scandalous for Korea. Granted, the video that gets shown on TV, etc. is the 15+ version (the above is the 19+ version). But frankly, the 15+ version isn't interesting, so I don't care.

And no, even after reading the lyrics and translated lyrics, I have no idea what "Bo Peep" has to do with anything.

I'm definitely watching an infomercial for digital bidets.

And I definitely just saw an animated anus between two animated buttcheeks.

"If You Seek Amy" is the background music.

(Never mind that. The background music just changed to "Jingle Bell Rock." The bidets have red bows on them. Get one for your lover for Christmas!)