Sun Su and I fell asleep in our bed at 9 p.m. Amy gets annoyed at having to put the kids to bed at night but sometimes it feels like sleeping over at your best friend’s house. You just can’t talk about the hot girl’s boobies across the street because … she’s your son’s mom.
Men may be superficial for judging women on their physical attributes more often, but don’t women judge people on the shoes and clothes they wear? Those superficial things you put over your superficial things?
So I fell asleep with Sun Su at 9 p.m. Then I woke up at 1:30 a.m. Great.
Sun Su and Ooseung have been going to Corean Bible Study this week. A few years ago, when I was going to Corean church, I would have wanted that, but now… when Ooseung starts talking about Jesus baby this and Jesus baby that, I almost feel like it’s pulling them away from me. Partly because I don’t know that church or have any friends there. The only reason I went to Corean church before was to practice Corean and maybe be around more Corean folk. That was before we lived so close to Amy’s family. I did meet some really nice people at that church back then, but these days, I just don’t feel like I can do that anymore.
Sun Su asked why they have all those small-case “t’s” at Bible study. I explained that they were crosses. Symbols for God, Jesus, and church. Like that circle logo at Target. Then he got it.
Today, I let Sun Su try out my racing game Need For Speed Most Wanted. It tickled me to the point of laughing twice because Sun Su was a lot better than I ever expected. He smashed into things with remarkable accuracy and purpose. I had to help him evade his first police chase though. While I may have been getting closer to Ooseung last week, I felt like I wasn’t seeing Sun Su as much. Wanton destruction and lawlessness tend to be good bonding glue though.
Three female hospital workers asked if my hospitalist group was breaking up. One of them even got a little misty-eyed. They seemed less concerned once I said I’ll still be working at the same hospital though. They’d make lousy poker players.
Sun Su asked Amy if we could switch jobs; Amy would become a doctor and I’d become a nurse. I think he’s trying to social engineer a way for me to be home more.
I’m just not turned anymore by girls with guns, girls kissing each other, or pictures of boobs without a face attached to them anymore. If you happen to see a scrote and balls lying around, please send them back to me.
Now it’s getting too late (3:25 a.m.) and I’m tired again. I haven’t even masturbated yet. Got to go.
