I just went to drink coffee, and the hole wasn't at my mouth...

but the corner of my mouth, so the whole drink of coffee I still wanted to get into my mouth just ended up on my lap. it was awkward.
but lucky enough for me, no one saw me.

this is most likely because I am outside, because there is no where to sit in higher grounds because there are hundred of koreans. they all may or may not be in higher grounds right now.

my life is weird. I'm happy that my life is weird, but at the same time not.
I was in line for coffee, and poor donato, he gets so distracted for one, and for two some guy got in line from the wrong end and donato was like "um, you just cut all those people..." and (forgot that I was in line) and the guy was like "NU UH. THOSE PEOPLE AREN'T MOVING IN LINE THEY'RE JUS STANDIN' THERE!" (they are koreans, guy, they don't know there is a line! they don't understand...) and then Jonas came and got in line next to me, and was like overly nice and polite and charming, and got everyone distracted, and instead of donato helping me (who had been standing there this whole two minutes or so) he got Jonas's coffee and Jonas was all like "You guys are great! I'm having a great day! How're you! Blah blah blah! I have a beard and am very cute and you are in your pajamas!" (although, he didn't say any of those things, but he was really really nice, and did say hello and did tell them he was having a great day before they could ask, and make a deal that he drinks his coffee black) (I am in my pajamas, and he does have a beard) (and yesterday stephen DID describe Jonas as being a "tall, really good looking, kind of bearded dude")
Either way. It took like five minutes to get my coffee, because everyone ever was distracted by the mean guy and by Jonas being a super not mean guy.
It reminds me of working in coffee shops.

Luke Roberts just walked by with JD and he is not wearing much of a shirt. Like, it's cold out (I'm cold, in my cincinnati sweater) and what? Luke? are you just so manly you don't need to wear a shirt? with sides or sleeves? is that allowed?
were you doing manual labor?
most likely.

my coffee was very delicious, and now... not so much. mostly because it is cold.

So. I got "coffee" (ie-I got coffee and inhaled it while he talked to me) with stephen yesterday. just like my mom wanted (I'm sorry, capitalization? not so much). it was.... really good? well, good enough that we talked for like ...almost four hours. holy cow, i know, right? i haven't talked to anyone for four hours in a very long time. we talked about the Lord and what's been going on in our spiritual lives the entire time, and everytime we tried to like end the conversation started talking again about the new jerusalem or something like that and talked for another twenty minutes. like four different times. it was really cool to have someone really interested. and I mean, seriously, it was weird how okay I was. like more okay that I would be talking to like anyone. I told him stuff about how I dealt with a lot of depression and stuff...things I don't tell just anyone (the way that I was telling them) and about how i hated heritage for awhile (i didn't specifically mention he was included, but i'm sure he got the drift) and just...it was weird. in a good way.
so that's what I meant, I guess, about life being weird in a good way.
also that getting in line for coffee was way more dramatic than it needed to be, and just that I witnessed something happen that I've experienced so many times, a slightly good looking guy completely throwing everything off by being nice, and you give in to it because they're being nice (girls don't usually do things like that, a really charming guy can throw off even dude baristas...or you know, donato and fred, so I don't know if that would apply to most of life). that was weird, to be on the other side.

um. um. um.
go me, for updating this blog like everyday for the past however many days (three or four?)
I dunno. even if I'm the only one reading it. I am happy about it.

AMBITIOUS. that's the word I couldn't think of the other day. I'm glad that I figured it out.
it's funny, fannypacks look dumb even on the hipsters who try to wear them, but korean housewives can pull them off totally fine.

i left my cellphone charger in the bathroom yesterday, and it got moved, and i don't know where it is.
i think i need to take a shower, my hair is...well, it looks better than it did most of the time last track, but that is not good.

stephen was SHOCKED when i said fred, that korean kid, from northern, was one of my best friends.
SHOCKED. way more than he should be. but i kind of understand.

all the brymers kind of look the same. like younger versions of david brymer, who my mom always said looked like "john the beloved", whiech is weird, because how on earth would she know what john looked like? we don't even know what Jesus looked like, and that would make slightly more sense because there is a general idea in our lexicon of what he may've looked like.
dark hair? beardy? manly?
playing music on misty edwards' team?
definitely john the beloved.

ehhhhh, my computer is going to die.