Another day, another strange encounter...

So the island proves to be small once again. I saw a van pull over yesterday while I dilly-dallied my way home. Wondering who this sucker could be and instinctively knowing they were after me, I decided that it couldn't be threatening if they waited to grab me in front of the police station. But alas, it was a threat. A threat to my secular tyranny. Yes, that's right, Jehovah was back... and he was pissed! Not really pissed, he was... what's the word...? Ah yes! He was evangelical, which is threatening to me. We had a seemingly nice conversation with artistic facades slapped onto our faces. He tried to hand me a pamphlet and spread the word. I tried to refuse and imply that god was as good as dead to me. He nodded and asked if I was, "eating these days". I said yes, politely informed him that I must go, and ignored his curiosity in why I hadn't returned his phone calls. I think they got it. I think common sense clicked and he realized the heathens cannot change their ways.

It wasn't until I returned home did I realize my newly tailored jacket was too tailored. Though the guy was a professional, he must have taken some material from the upper back while thinning the tail of the coat. So that's how I found out... trying to pick up my book from the ground, only to become paralyzed by my movements.

I could write about Jeju Halloween, but I won't. I'm kind of tired of thinking about the past. Basically, I had my first real breakfast in a long time, dressed up as a culturally insensitive Sojuman, and served soju, played my tambourine, and sexually harrassed the women... all in good fun of course. But the best part was walking in costume past all the people on our way to the beach. I swear to you, it was so bizzare. But even more bizzare was the fact that no one really seemed to notice (or care).