It's surprising how easy it is to slip effortlessly back into life in the motherland. The words, the slang and the mannerisms that would be lost on the average Korean and the average nonScottish English teacher. Gonnae no daethat.
Actually, it's kind weird trying to get back into the lingo. It really feels almost alien reverting back into Scottish and talking at normal speed without fear of needing to repeat myself. Even just listening to other people is great. It's like everyone has an accent!
aNyway, got hold of a cracking cd. DFA Compliation#2. It's rather tasty. 3 cd's for £18. Was somewhat gutted to find the exact same cd in Fopp for a tenner. Ouch.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Artic
Well...flying is officially crap. Dull, boring and noisy. 3 babies in the row infront didn't go down well. Each of the babies were less than a year old. The earplugs were utilised to the full. Plus, we got the uncensored version of the 'Wedding Crashers' which is not exactly suitable on a family flight. Semi-naked birds and the odd bad word. You have to give it to K.L.M. - liberal to a tee. Clearly, I wasn't complaining since the semi-naked birds were mighty fit including that orange hair women that was in 'Home and Away' numerous years ago...whatshername 'Isla something'. Well fit!
An currently experiencing jet-lag or perhaps it's laziness. Probably a combination of both but that will be getting rectified shortly. 1st step - get dressed.
Often when I come home, I leave something behind. Normally, it's not anything serious like a passport or money but this time, I've forgotten all my telephone numbers. Clearly, not the cleverest of ideas. In fact, mightily stupid but I guess it was all the excitement of coming home haha.
Right, wHere is the fry up?
Bacon, check. Saugages, check. Eggs, check. Black pudding, check. Brown sauce, check. 'Healthy' tomates, check. Lard, check. Heart attack, probable. Ah, isn't great having no kimchi.
An currently experiencing jet-lag or perhaps it's laziness. Probably a combination of both but that will be getting rectified shortly. 1st step - get dressed.
Often when I come home, I leave something behind. Normally, it's not anything serious like a passport or money but this time, I've forgotten all my telephone numbers. Clearly, not the cleverest of ideas. In fact, mightily stupid but I guess it was all the excitement of coming home haha.
Right, wHere is the fry up?
Bacon, check. Saugages, check. Eggs, check. Black pudding, check. Brown sauce, check. 'Healthy' tomates, check. Lard, check. Heart attack, probable. Ah, isn't great having no kimchi.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Lot
Tomorrow is the day. Departure.
The MP3 tracklisting is causing concern. Actually, it's the MP3 itself and the software it uses that is causing the concern. It's crap and keeps crashing on me. I've had to purge everything on the Flash and Card memories in order to try and get new music onto it. Time consuming and pisssing off.
And then, when I went to check everything was on, I found that 10 songs won't play and if I select them, it freezes the player. Time of an i-pod or Zen.
So, in my despair, I've just put anything on. I haven't even sequenced it. It's not a mix but a selection of isolated tracks that are not in any way related or meant to follow each other. But, that's the excitement. I don't know what's up next haha.
And then there is the 'travel' bit.
Honestly, I dislike flying these days. Not only is it mindnumbingly boring but you are stuck in the same place and often position for the duration. It's crap. In days gone by, it had to be the window seat. No other option was possible. Now, I don't even want to be at the window. You see, I'm alittle scared. I love being high up but I don't like the height. Strange but true. There is no way I could be the pilot looking out at the front. Way too scary. This 'fear' tends to manifest itself in my dreams more than in reality. It's definitely psychological but I'm not sure where is has come from.
I remember the 1st time I was on a plane - more than 20 years ago - and it was exilarating sitting at the window looking out over the expanse of blue. These days, I could care.
I wish I could just get there in 10 minutes or something. Alas, it's more like 15 hours of doing nothing. The things I do to get home.
Anyway, homeword bound. What joy. That's why I work in Korea-soI can go home twice a year.
The MP3 tracklisting is causing concern. Actually, it's the MP3 itself and the software it uses that is causing the concern. It's crap and keeps crashing on me. I've had to purge everything on the Flash and Card memories in order to try and get new music onto it. Time consuming and pisssing off.
And then, when I went to check everything was on, I found that 10 songs won't play and if I select them, it freezes the player. Time of an i-pod or Zen.
So, in my despair, I've just put anything on. I haven't even sequenced it. It's not a mix but a selection of isolated tracks that are not in any way related or meant to follow each other. But, that's the excitement. I don't know what's up next haha.
And then there is the 'travel' bit.
Honestly, I dislike flying these days. Not only is it mindnumbingly boring but you are stuck in the same place and often position for the duration. It's crap. In days gone by, it had to be the window seat. No other option was possible. Now, I don't even want to be at the window. You see, I'm alittle scared. I love being high up but I don't like the height. Strange but true. There is no way I could be the pilot looking out at the front. Way too scary. This 'fear' tends to manifest itself in my dreams more than in reality. It's definitely psychological but I'm not sure where is has come from.
I remember the 1st time I was on a plane - more than 20 years ago - and it was exilarating sitting at the window looking out over the expanse of blue. These days, I could care.
I wish I could just get there in 10 minutes or something. Alas, it's more like 15 hours of doing nothing. The things I do to get home.
Anyway, homeword bound. What joy. That's why I work in Korea-soI can go home twice a year.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Land
Gourgeous George Galloway.
He's never far away, is he. This time is Celebraty Big Brother. Seems like he has taken alot of criticism over this. His detractors suggest that, as an M.P. he should be serving his constituents and not frollocking on a National T.V. Programme. But, then take a random assortment of British M.P's right now. I would suggest that the majority are not currently 'serving' their constituents but rather off holidaying somewhere.
Seems like he got voted off B.B. I haven't seen any of it, so I can't really comment but I'm not that surprised. The Public don't like people with bigger vocabularies than themselves...and he's got on of the biggest!
Anyway, his Libel case against the Telegraph went to Appeal but the Judge rejected the Telegraph's case. And off course there is more footage of him in Iraq meeting Saddams son's. Big deal. I mean, this is a story that will run and run and run and run and run. What's the point of telling us that he went to Iraq and met xyz. We already know this. Now all sorts of Investigations will start - probably from taxpayers money - for what? To prove that he is the real enemy and not messers. Blair and Bush.
Is this the new McCarthy hearings?
Tired all it.
He's never far away, is he. This time is Celebraty Big Brother. Seems like he has taken alot of criticism over this. His detractors suggest that, as an M.P. he should be serving his constituents and not frollocking on a National T.V. Programme. But, then take a random assortment of British M.P's right now. I would suggest that the majority are not currently 'serving' their constituents but rather off holidaying somewhere.
Seems like he got voted off B.B. I haven't seen any of it, so I can't really comment but I'm not that surprised. The Public don't like people with bigger vocabularies than themselves...and he's got on of the biggest!
Anyway, his Libel case against the Telegraph went to Appeal but the Judge rejected the Telegraph's case. And off course there is more footage of him in Iraq meeting Saddams son's. Big deal. I mean, this is a story that will run and run and run and run and run. What's the point of telling us that he went to Iraq and met xyz. We already know this. Now all sorts of Investigations will start - probably from taxpayers money - for what? To prove that he is the real enemy and not messers. Blair and Bush.
Is this the new McCarthy hearings?
Tired all it.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Dope
Well, big Sven will be leaving the England job after the World Cup. I guess his 4 million pound contract with the F.A. wasn't enough, or perhaps he fancies himself as a talk show host. He certainly likes to talk - and usually to the wrong people. Idiot. All he has to do now is prevent England winning the World Cup. I see no reason for him to alter his tactics or team selections in order to achieve this. And when he does this, we should all give him a great big pat on the back 'Love Scotland!'
So, who will replace him. There is no way Walter Smith would want the job after all is abit of a step down for him. Perhaps the new man might be English. I would quite like Big Sam. He's Northern and doesn't take any prisoners but he also is one of the most foward looking and thinking of coaches. He was one of the 1st to embrace Science in order to enhance his teams and of course, produces teams that are fundamentally English in the way they go about their business. As for the rest - that Middlesborough bloke has no chance. He's mince. Maybe Pearce but his still in his 1st job. And the best of the rest. Perhaps Hiddink. Why not? He's a proven International Coach with excellent English language skills. Maybe Martin O'Neill but unlikely. Hitzfeld et al. Either way, a new coach might want to bring back the Auld Enemy matches. Wouldn't that be good...I'd love to go down to the new Wembley and bring the goalposts home enough if it meant getting arrested for it!
So, who will replace him. There is no way Walter Smith would want the job after all is abit of a step down for him. Perhaps the new man might be English. I would quite like Big Sam. He's Northern and doesn't take any prisoners but he also is one of the most foward looking and thinking of coaches. He was one of the 1st to embrace Science in order to enhance his teams and of course, produces teams that are fundamentally English in the way they go about their business. As for the rest - that Middlesborough bloke has no chance. He's mince. Maybe Pearce but his still in his 1st job. And the best of the rest. Perhaps Hiddink. Why not? He's a proven International Coach with excellent English language skills. Maybe Martin O'Neill but unlikely. Hitzfeld et al. Either way, a new coach might want to bring back the Auld Enemy matches. Wouldn't that be good...I'd love to go down to the new Wembley and bring the goalposts home enough if it meant getting arrested for it!
Monday, January 23, 2006
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Outta
Word of the week: 'Going'
In a week, i'll be home. Nice.
Phrase of the week: 'Sven, Sven...'
What's the point in your existance. You are a football boss and not a playboy. Put down the Champagne, stop the yacht you're on and come up with a Plan B. You didn't have one against 10 man Brazil at the last World Cup and you didn't have one against Portugual in the last European Championships and look what happened.
Sight of the week: 'Build'
Not far from where I live is some 'free' land. It was a Petrol Station but that had closed along time ago. Alas, it seems like this area is getting built upon. All I was hoping for was that it wouldn't impede my view. I don't think it will but they are building a bloody Wedding Hall - I guess it's similiar to a Registray Office back home. It's the sort of place in which the 'wedding' lasts 30 minutes before the happy couple are punted and the next wedding begins. What joy.
Song of the week: /too many to choose from./
In a week, i'll be home. Nice.
Phrase of the week: 'Sven, Sven...'
What's the point in your existance. You are a football boss and not a playboy. Put down the Champagne, stop the yacht you're on and come up with a Plan B. You didn't have one against 10 man Brazil at the last World Cup and you didn't have one against Portugual in the last European Championships and look what happened.
Sight of the week: 'Build'
Not far from where I live is some 'free' land. It was a Petrol Station but that had closed along time ago. Alas, it seems like this area is getting built upon. All I was hoping for was that it wouldn't impede my view. I don't think it will but they are building a bloody Wedding Hall - I guess it's similiar to a Registray Office back home. It's the sort of place in which the 'wedding' lasts 30 minutes before the happy couple are punted and the next wedding begins. What joy.
Song of the week: /too many to choose from./
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