An Open Letter to that old guy who lectured me in the Supermarket about how bad salt and sugar are for you as I was promoting Toffeepops

Your life must suck.
Fin.

Am I the only NZer who doesn’t hate the US?

I’m hoping this isn’t a rhetorical question, but I have this strange feeling that I am the only NZer in NZ who doesn’t the US. Yeah sure, I agree that they have some serious leadership problems, but some of the most amazing people I’ve ever met ere Americans, and I’m willing to make the assumption that they’re not all half bad. I’m an optimist, maybe meeting so many strange Canadians in Korea (not the ones I was friends with, just the rest of them) gave me the flipside view from the traditional US vs. Canada stereotype we have flowing.
Wow, did not mean for this to be a serious post.
In other news, I think I have discovered something about myself today.. I don’t think I’m really attracted to NZ girls, I’m not coming out with Yellow fever, because it’s not just them. On other thoughts, maybe it’s just Auckland, or maybe I’m just making excuses.
In further other news, I had a really good day at work today, down in the supermarket on teh waterfront, talked Korean cookies with some Koreanfolk, got a mini-Spanish lesson from a group of people who it turns out were from Santiago (sorry Lachlan, I cou;dn’t for the life of me remember the name of your city when I was talking to them).
Mi amo Blatano. Is that right? I don’t actually love bananas but that’s about the only sentence structure I know in Spanish.
Well that’s me for now.

Update: One last thing, Sam, or anyone else reading this who can help me, how do you say “I spent last year teaching in Korea” in korean, I’d really like an opening line.
Cheers

Another Update: For those of you who know what I’m talking about, I didn’t get into the Telecom thingy.
Churrr

Update

It’s been awhile, so let’s go through what I’ve been up to, I’m doing some promotional work to pay the bills, whilst still trying to get my head around what I actually want to be doing.

My weekends consist of 8-13 hours Fri/Sat/Sun standing in a mall, harrassing every male passerby to have a look at my fancy new Schick Quattro Titanium Freestyle. Thing is people don’t want to talk to you if they think you’re trying to sell them, it’s amazing what the words “I’m not selling, just trying to get the word out” do. The annoying part is that if you get someone to stop they’re usually keen to go get one because they’re ridiculously cheap for what they are. Ahh, all you rude SoB’s are losing out.

Bought myself a fancy phone for the first time in my life, well it only cost 200 bucks but it slides and play the Final Fantasy theme song as my ringtone, that’s really all I need. I guess the new iPhone didn’t quite whet my interest enough to even come close to being worth the dough (Hear that, Apple, you can do better.)

I’m doing the Tough Guy & Gal Challenge this weekend, it’s a 12km run through swamps and mud and farmland. I haven’t actually been training, so it should be very painful, it’s actually in two 6km laps, so it’s gonna take all my willpower to go round the second time, but I have Tyler’s word that he’d kick my ass if I give up.

In more news, I’m growing my filthy ginger beard again, not that I really like it, but just for shit and giggles, that and there is nothing in my life that needs me to do otherwise, even my job is encouraging me to grow filthy facial hair… we’ll see.

Well that’s all I can think of for now, I’m currently trying to do the rounds and recontacting everyone, if you don’t get one either I’ve talked to you recently or you’re not on Facebook

Hola

Que?

Hola me amigos, me amo sol y senoritas.
Me espanola good, ¿Si?