Amanda Takes Off...

Last Friday I went to Seodaemun Prison Museum and Independence Park. Photos and details are up in the gallery.

In November I wrote every day of the month as part of the blog every single day in November until you hate your computer challenge.

In a similar vein, this month Diana and I have been working on the 100 Words project. The idea behind the project is that you write 100 words—exactly—every day for one month.

I have no idea what I was thinking suggesting this project. I wrote about past and present relationships every day. It was rough. In any rate, if you want to go read my work, you can. The site is easy to navigate, I'm sure you can find it.

Apparently on a "do something every day until you wonder what in God's name you were thinking" kick, I've decided that this year I will do Project 365!

Several years ago I wrote a List of Things To Do Before I Die. One of the things on that list was to take a picture every day for one year. A few months ago I read about Project 365 on Photojojo and was reminded of my idea.

This year I will be doing that project. I'll be posting the photos on the blog I link to above, 365 Days.

Yes. I am crazy. We know this.

Diana and I met yesterday! She was in the area skiing, so I met her and her coworker Sejin for coffee. We were chatting up a storm, got along very well. Good Man was at a "closing ceremony" outing but we wanted him to join us.

He called me after work to see where we were. He said, "Um. But I should tell you...I am a little drunk."

I burst out laughing because he sounded drunk.

Still, Good Man that he is, he joined us. We had coffee until Sejin needed to go home. Diana and I then went and got...Doctor Fish! Love the doctor fish!

Since Good Man wasn't participating, the fish actually ate my feet this time. I was a bit jumpier this time though, my reflexes kicking into action a few times and scaring the fish away. The fish were much bigger this visit than last visit, too.

After Doctor Fish we had a pasta dinner. Good Man...oh Good Man. He just sat there while Diana and I went on and on about dating, men, relationships, Korea, work, taekwondo (just a little bit), and so on. Good Man just sat there and grinned, only speaking every once in a while. He's so shy around new people.

At one point he said, "This just proves my theory about ex-pats. They're all here for some reason."

I'm not sure Diana liked that, but I knew what Good Man meant.

Good Man and I did our normal holiday thing today: we hung out, ate good food, and teased each other. At one point I decided that I needed to peel all of the Korean hanguel stickers off of my keyboard to replace them with new ones. This left the keyboard a sticky mess. We tried cleaning the stickiness off with rubbing alcohol and Good Man ended up accidentally popping the C off.

C? See? No C.

The green rubber foot thing also popped off, so we couldn't just snap it back into place. Good Man was mopey and sad.

Mopey Good Man

I told him to cheer up.

Grinning Good Man

We tried resnapping the key into place without gluing the rubber foot on, just squishing it into place, but it didn't work. The foot kept rolling the wrong way.

So I broke out the nail polish base, some toothpicks, and some tweezers and went to work to fix it. I figure I really only needed to attach the rubber foot to the key because one it was re-snapped in it would be held in place if only glued on one side.

Delicate C-Operation

It worked!

See C!

And then Good Man wasn't mopey anymore. Heh.

"She Fixed It, I'm Happy"

That was my new year adventure.

Speaking of the new year, it's resolution time! I did not complete last year's resolutions, but who cares? The year was awesome. My new resolutions are as follows (in no special order).

Take a photo every day for a year.

Study Korean through level 3B. To facilitate this, post on my Korean Notebook twice a week. I can post as practice (writing essays), post like this blog (conversations, life) or post notes about studying, whatever.

Earn my second degree black belt.

Have a Good Year with Good Man.