Hi reader. What did you do today. Wait, I’ll go first. It’s Saturday night and I’m writing this on the airport express line that goes into Seoul. A flight from New York just landed and the train is packed. There’s some college girls with pigtails and roller suitcases talking about changing their majors. I’m suited up like Gordon Motherfucking Gekko but I’m sober and therefore too terrified to just go talk to them. So instead I’m trying to impress them by pretending I can read the Korean on the subway map. But I can’t read it because I’m a white imperialist and so I’m exempt; fuck it. Babies born on the day I got here in March 2014 can already read more than I can, probably.
Good Friday night. My social circle has finally reached the size where I have to lie to some people so I can hang out with others. Had a nice shot of schadenfreude as a buddy who’d been sober for two months fell off the wagon. What a cunty thing to say.
Also today I read The Sun Also Rises and feel stupid for being 90 years late to the Hemingway party. Why didn’t you tell me that this guy was any good.
In Seoul this afternoon I played Monopoly in a cafe and won pretty hard. Probably because I’m dressed like a banker. Then outside I got shoved by a man who came up and said he didn’t like foreigners. What a brazen move. Say what you will about racists but they have confidence that the rest of us can only fantasize about.
I’m only posting this trivial shit because I’ve written something on the blog every day for like two weeks. If I break the streak then I fail forever and have let everyone down and the demons of doubt will be proven right.
Also if you’re one of those people who happens to give a fuck about my blog (see rhetorical question in post title, above) then check back tomorrow for an announcement of sorts.
All right. Colton out.