Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Land of the Rising Sun

Do You Know South Korea? from David Dutton on Vimeo.

It's videos like these that really make me miss South Korea. Maybe it's not even SK so much, but the adventure and awe of travel. I've also been reading a book about first year nursing (because I'm excited), and the traveling nurses always pique my interest the most. My best friend is in a foreign land very far away, and she misses home desperately. She tells me that she understands the privilege and pros of travel, but she just misses her people too much. "What's really the point," she says? I can't help but wonder if there's something wrong with me for always wanting to experience somewhere else. I love my people here and I love my new home, but the promise of new experiences is intoxicating. I wonder if my wanderlust will ever dissipate?

I remember the night we stayed out until the sun rose. I stood on a barrel in the bar, hands cupped like a megaphone yelling obscenities. We couldn't stop laughing because we told those boys from England to fuck off. I drank in everything that was around me (including about six of the best mojitos I've ever had). Everything just looked perfect. On the cab ride home I remember following the crest of the sun rise with my finger, thinking about how much I'd like to share this with S. The next day we found a mountain and climbed it. That night had to be one of the top-ten best sleeps of my life.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


Sometimes Tuesday nights are just Tuesday nights and sometimes, they are awesome Tuesday nights that you smile about Wednesday during the day.


Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Traveling BFF

Hey! My best friend is doing really cool things and taking really cool pictures and is like, real funny, check it: Tory DeMaBUHAY!!!!

Monday, May 16, 2011


I missed the vintage bazaar in Pilsen this weekend. Wah wahhh.

(Not like I need anymore stuff)

Okay, I always need more stuff.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

City Life

Last night I played limbo in my undies and won $200 at the casino. Just another Saturday night.


Friday, May 13, 2011

Captions & SubTITLES

I'm so happy I could burst.
I wish I could expand more, but it would be all spacey and maudlin.

EDIT: Now I'm happy for another reason, I just got accepted to the nursing program for October! Wahooooooooo, finally!

It's all happening.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Weird House

This morning I got the dual pleasure of waking up to my smelly cute boyfriend and my 7 am happy-drunk roommate, I'm totally digging the city.

Friday, May 06, 2011

Sunday Smile, New Nostalgia

For the last four years I've been feeling like I've been living in at least two different places. It's been a little much, at times, on the brain. This weekend puts me in a home with kind people and closer to the ones I love and love to spend time with. Lately my brain has been filled with fear and nostalgia, a place I don't like to spend time brooding in. I'm excited to be excited about life. I'm excited to inhabit spaces instead of just filling them.

How did I let myself get so wrapped up in the unimportant?

The first youtube comment below this video:

"It's because it captures, and preserves the brevity of those mornings or afternoons that are like gifts - the unplanned ones where, miraculously, you aren't working for once and go to the pub and sit outside with friends. It's the atmosphere that flashes open years later in November up to your eyeballs with work and with nobody to hand and you remember the beautiful fragility of that sunlight."

No really, Carpe Diem.

Tuesday, May 03, 2011


Mooving is sort of exciting. I'm really glad I didn't throw out all those boxes I was inexplicably saving from everything ever a couple a months ago when I wondered why I had so many empty boxes lying around.

Also, am I the only one who feels weird about Osama Bin Laden being killed? Besides the decade long man-hunt being strategically irrelevant, I just can't shake this feeling of disgust associated with the whole debacle. I mean no one even parodied him anymore, which like it or not, speaks loudly. It's like that one time with that one kid where I was just conquering something because I needed to prove something to some intangible idea associated with social mores, only this time it took a lot longer and no one's too sure what all the sweat equity proved or to whom.

Somedays my head is totally a pacifist. Shoulder shrug.