Poor me, poor me...pour me a drink.

You know that moment, when you reach for a piece of kimchi with your chopsticks, and your mind, for that split second, anticipates nothing but that delicious piece of fermented cabbage? Then you do grab it - the cool metal of the chopsticks (metal, because wood is for the weak) gripping the ripe, juicy, perfectly sliced piece of kimchi. You pull up and towards you - only to find that the piece is wayy bigger than you thought.

You can’t put it back, because that’s nasty. Cutting it with chopsticks is one heck of a chore. 

So what do you do? 

You eat the whole damn thing. The piece of kimchi that you have to put down on your plate to get a better grip; the long piece that requires you to tilt your head back like you did when you ate noodles when you were a kid. Maybe you still do that.

And somehow, that was one of your more significant moments of the day.

So much to see and enjoy

I love subways. Man I miss Paris

This is why you pay attention in English.

This is why you pay attention in English.

Kansas City Library

Take that, Cerritos…

Kansas City Library

Take that, Cerritos…

Mr. Titties

@ Dark Humour exhibit at the Tate Modern in London

Mr. Titties

@ Dark Humour exhibit at the Tate Modern in London

Nose stuck in a book

My sister finally began reading the Harry Potter series a few months ago. 

Congratulations, sister. You have finally entered the wonderful wizarding universe that I’d been playing in since I was in 4th grade. How old are you? Anyways…

I was reading HP and the Goblet of Fire a few days ago, and I came upon this excerpt near the end of the book. Spoiler alert-ish:

  "Severus," said Dumbledore, turning to Snape, "you know what I must  ask you to do. If you are ready…if you are prepared…”

“I am,” said Snape.

  He looked slightly paler than usual, and his cold, black eyed glittered  strangely.

"Then good luck," said Dumbledore, and he watched, with a trace of apprehension on his face, as Snape swept wordlessly [out].

- pg. 713

The books take on a completely different perspective when reading them over again after Deathly Hallows…man that’s chilling.