wahhh

ONE IS THE LONELIEST NUMBER

yesterday, RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME, soo invited the two other girl foreign teachers to do something every day of the four-day weekend. as if i didn't feel like enough of a loser eating all my meals alone and having little kids call me fat, ugly, stupid, and old every day and then laughing hysterically. (i know they're kidding, and i don't take it seriously, but STILL!) also, the stuff the office girls are gonna do is dumb shit like getting wasted and blowing their money at casinos, but i probably would have gone anyway if they had asked me.

today, someone stole my bike. and left the mangled lock. :(

now, i'm making baked apples...for one. i ALWAYS make baked apples to share. now i understand why little old ladies in movies virtually force kids to come inside and eat their cookies.

tomorrow is korean thanksgiving and i have no family here. and i'm gonna have to go through another lonely thanksgiving hell when american thanksgiving rolls around. but i actually don't think that one will be as bad since there won't be this preparatory bustle in the streets, closed businesses, and excited children. 

this week has been the second worst homesicky week yet.

i'm doing ok, it's just my homesickness casts a fog over everything else.

and i really want it to be fall now, but the weather is unseasonably nasty and humid at about 85 degrees every day.

but don't worry about me, i'll be fine.

my coworker jay says the homesickness (his was moving from california to korea to california and back) only lasts for two years in each new place. 

great!

at least i have:

oh, dr. quinn, medicine woman.

how i love you.

this was one of my favorite shows when i was little.

and now, watching it again (surfthechannel.com), 

i appreciate it on so many more levels!! (see above)