My Weekend.

I just had a pretty boozy weekend, It all started on Friday night when I had a bit of party to celebrate my birthday. So I told everyone to rock up to my favourite restaurant in South Korea, which thank Kurt Cobain is not Korean at all but is in fact a Vietnamese place called PHO. It's just around the corner from my flat, has a great beer called Saigon, Jangles this is highly recommended should you ever stumble across it in your travels buy two. The food is not Korean, not even cooked by Koreans, the only shit thing is that they cant speak English but I'm over that and am now fucking good at charades.

I manage to go there once a week or so and get their Vietnamese sandwich which is a bloody big baguette filled to the brim with a kind of pork stir fry with fresh coriander on top. The only problem is that they don't keep much of the bread in stock so most of the time when I roll up I'm just given an ashtray and a class of wheat water while I wait for the dude to race off on his push bike down to to the bakery to get my bread. That fulla sees me coming and with his best smile always makes me by two of them, I'm not complaining about this at all because I'm in a country where rotten spicy cabbage is the nations staple and they are simply superb.

Shit, I've got 10 minutes to my next class and I want a smoke so I'll be back in a few hours.

It's my Birthday.

Today is my birthday and I have just turned 28 but in Korea I have turned 29 because the crazies over here add an extra 9 months to your age because they count from conception not birth and they add an extra 3 months to make it easy to count!

So far I got a cake at the coffee shop from the Rotorua and Keri Keri chicks, a chicken and cheese toastie from the fulla from Christchurch and a cool black hoodie from my Korean colleagues, and another cake from my students and also some socks. Score for me! Tonight when I'm playing poker I will be bloody pissed off if I don't get a couple of beers out of EVERY player so be warned, and you all know I play a little weird when I mix Soju and beer so I'm gonna bluff my way to victory with extremely bad cards.

I've lost my cell phone and my Foreign Residents Alien Registration Card. Doh. I cant get a phone till I get a new card and that means a trip to Busan during working hours which I just don't want to do cause then I'll have to get up early and catch buses and the Subway.

Rugby? What Rugby, I have no idea what your talking about.

Now I remember, The mighty HAWKES BAY MAGPIES made the Semi Final! Those Dorklanders are still a bunch of ㅃ쫗ㅎㄴ오ㅗ.

Whats the difference between the All Blacks and Viagra?

At least with Viagra you can crack a Semi.

I just read about those mad people in the Urewera's. Bloody Hell, that's not on, Lock em up.

I'm off to Daegu this weekend with my mate from Sth Africa to watch this final that I've been told about but I have no idea what sport it is, probably Tae Kwon Do, you know considering we are in the home of it, not sure really. But then why would a Sth African owned bar be watching that? More weird Korean craziness.

Most of my mates from when I first got here have left and a whole new bunch have turned up, that makes me happy and sad.

Bummer about the Cat and Fiddle, I liked that place.