I believe that is blood-filled sheep intestines, which is how my stomach feels right now after teaching class 1-1. I was all excited to play them the movie “Scratch” because it’s the last lesson before summer break. But they didn’t give a shit. So I turned the damn film off midway and lectured about the American school system and university requirements.
Sara’s friend Mark couldn’t believe I might sign up for this place again next year, and I told him that if I got an English Zone, where I could have some control of my environment, that I’d like to see what I can do with all the disadvantages related to environment eliminated.
But just like being asked about how long I want to stay in Korea, that was yesterday. Today I just have this burning feeling in my stomach, and I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve had too much coffee, or too much kim chi, or if it’s the beginning of ulcers, or what.
Yesterday I saw a show following two foreign food critics eating their way across Seoul. It was grossing me out, actually, seeing them masticulating so much. But anyway, one of them was eating Sundae and said it reminded him of haggus. So now that I’ve eaten Sundae, maybe I can also cross off haggus as a thing to try. Even though my last name is Scottish, I am quite content to limit myself to shortbread cookies as my adopted parent’s heritage contribution. I am also quite content to limit my Sundae eating to one or two bites every other year.