Houses are for Suckers
Last night I sat home for the first time in months. I didn't go down to the fish markets to see the insanity of crazy live fish being butchered out in the open. I didn't go down to Dongdaemun to feel alive amongst the crowds. I didn't go to Samsung to watch the hookers dance. I didn't go to Hyundai to watch all the cuteness shake. I didn't go to Itaewon to enjoy a Guiness. I didn't go to Suwon to take in a sporting event. I didn't go to a bar to be a celebrity and get rip-roaring pissed. I didn't go out to dinner with Apache Chief, nor did I engage in relations. I simply sat there watching television. I watched Leno, Letterman, The Agency, Conan the Barbarian, and Conan the Destroyer. I did laundry, cleaned the floors, did the dishes. I hated every second of it. I won't ever be staying in again. EVER!