Money can't buy happiness, but it does buy a little less suck

Okay, yeah, I've been slacking off with the posts. My bad. You guys definitely deserve more news, especially after that last blast of screed. It's cool, kids, it's cool. Things are turning around.

So, to the news. Simply, I got paid. Hot damn. I've never been one to really care too much about money -- and by "too much" I mean like, "at all," which, really, I consider something of a failing -- but man oh man, is it good to have a little black in the book. Poor I don't mind all that much, but when it starts cutting into basic necessities... Small wonder I've been so cranky this last while. But I got my 2 mil for the month, and I'm only thirty days away from another 2 mil, and things is okay. So I celebrated with a little chamchi jiggae at lunch (which is fish soup, and still cheap, but beats gimbap every day for a month), and a movie after work (Dark Knight, which Heath Ledger balls up, sticks in his pocket, and walks away with -- full review shortly on my other blog). And Sunday I went to MegaMart and dropped a hundred K on a new pillow and a vacuum cleaner and some friggin' groceries, and topped it off with a big ol' steamed bun straight out of Spirited Away, and a heavenly mocha bun and iced coffee at PappaRoti. Damn, it's good to have some cash.

I also got -- thank all the gods of bureaucracy -- my Alien Registration card (not to mention my passport back), so now I'm all legaled up. More to the point, I can now buy the important things like a phone and -- dear, sweet Jesus -- Internet. This, by the way, is kind of why I haven't written; I am completely sick at this point of hangin' at the hagweon, and I've been literally dreaming of posting from home, whenever I want, on a computer that's actually reasonably speedy (I swear, the cheap-ass hagweon computers are so old, they run on like, coal or something). I should be more or less modern by the end of the week, and I did kinda want to hold out until I could actually say, "Hey, guess what, I'm writing from home!" But then I had all these clamoring fans (well, Dad, anyway) that I couldn't disappoint...

There has been drama, it's true, but that can wait until I'm home and don't have to worry about being on a public screen. There are, after all, people here who can read English, specifically certain boss-type people that I'd prefer weren't actually watching me criticize them. So keep happy, I'll catch up with y'all soon.