An informal entry, I guess. I have recently found employment with a company in California. I knew someone, who knew someone, and after talking on the phone for about a half an hour, I was hired. I work remotely here in Seoul, and it appears that the lead for this project I am collaborating on is working with people from five different places around the world. I am outsourced, too: I don’t make as much as I would if I were working full time in the US, but it’s comparable to a pretty good salary here in Korea.... And then the other big news item is that I think I am going to get back together with my ex-girlfriend, whom I broke up with last October. Actually, it was more a mutual thing — she pushed me far enough away that I wanted to end it. But a couple weeks ago, sitting in a Starbucks here in Seoul, who walks in but her, along with her English class? The second time that her taking English led her to me.
As far as my madness, I’m getting stronger, I think, bit by bit. I am fighting any thought that I might be the son of perdition, as my psychosis is wont to press upon me. I am beginning to live by the faith that I claimed to have had, that I am saved — and anything that speaks to the contrary is not to be believed. Of course, what’s going on in my head is a little more complicated than what I’ve just explained, but this is as clearly as I can exposit what’s been going on in that deep dark place. But anyway, while I’m working, the madness tends to let up — very convenient, I know, but perhaps it has to do with having a schedule, a routine, feeling productive. And I am getting that again. Plus, having a squeeze is usually good news, too. So that’s what’s news here in Standland. Soldiering on, believing that I can make it (whatever that means).
Strawberry
12:55pm thursday, 14th july
I'm so happy for you! Thank you so much for telling us. No, you are not the son of perdition. You are a good man! And look, how the world reacts to a good man. I'm so happy for you!
reflection
5:27pm thursday, 14th july
You can run all your life, but not go anywhere.(It was nice knowing, all of you).
Strawberry
12:42am friday, 15th july
Reflection, you are a poopie-head. Mike says this word means "shit-head", which i didn't know. I would never call my dog a "shit-head", that's a horrible word. As a kid my Dad called his dog "fuck-face". I'm surprised his mom let him do that. Dad said his dog liked his name.
Strawberry
reflection