I have this stupid fucking song stuck in my head:
As a kid, I listened to a lot of Korean music from 1989 to 1991 ish, a generation before the polish of the Kpop explosion. So this song translates to “100 Meters Before Meeting That Girl.” Or something like that. It’s so fucking dorky and schmaltzy you can’t help but smile.
It was a pleasant new year. I spent the last hours of 2023 on my couch finishing Kurt Vonnegut’s Cat’s Cradle, drinking gin and tonics and watching various fireworks displays from different cities. I think London’s was the best. After it struck midnight, I caught some local fireworks on the local broadcast and went to bed five minutes later.
The traditional 떡국 (dduk gook) with the family was good. It’s remarkable how tame the family has gotten. There really isn’t any more emotional warfare to be had. Here are some reasons:
- Because the cousins have been getting married, we have more outsiders. Thus we have to project a good showing.
- The aunts are separated. The eldest aunt was there, Dallas aunt flew back home in the morning, and my mom refuses to come to family events when the eldest aunt is there. So that really brings the temperature down.
- We’re all getting older. We just don’t have it in us to fight anymore.
I don’t know how accurate these are. Either way, it was a nice gathering.
Just asking for a friend: what is the etiquette for sex parties/gangbangs/orgies?