America: 1, Julie: 0

The other day I had this weird flashback about a day in first grade that I honestly hadn't thought of until now. Perhaps it has to do with the non-stop buzz about politics and upcoming elections.

I was in first grade at my Elementary School in the northern suburbs of my hometown, Ham Lake, Minnesota. Population in the early 90's, a little under 10,000 and I was part of the 3% non-whites. It's not incredibly relevant but you can get a picture of what it was like. And yes, the lake is shaped like a ham, thus the brilliant name. (Although until I was about 10 until seeing a map, I thought the lake was shaped like a circle or square because I was mainly familiar with sandwich meat-type ham.)

I had a great teacher and classmates and friends, but one day we were also discussing presidents and what was required to be the President of the United States.

Nothing is worse than the feeling of being a 6 year old adopted Korean only spending 18 months of your life as an infant in Korea, moving to live the rest of your life in America, and being told you couldn't do something like that.

Seriousness aside, I'm really over it.

Really.

（￣□￣；）

Here it comes, another story about racial incompetence from customers at work.
I have more stories than one really should about these types of encounters but I'm afraid that this blog will become nothing about me griping and complaining about these politically incorrect idiots. Don't get me wrong, I'm by no means extremely politically correct.

Anyways, I was very excited to start doing liquor tastings at my work recently. I was asked to demo several different kinds of sake. This wasn't the issue if you're thinking "Oh man, they asked her to demo sake because she's Asian, right?" Non, non. Definitely not. Feeding to the awesome stereotype though I really do love sake and have been learning all about it in my spare time.

So it was first day on my job during a very busy wine sale. I was all set up at my little stand next to the sake cooler and was happy to present myself nicely and be in something other than the everyday cashier uniform I wear at work. I was excited and happy to have people come by and taste, answer questions, and give them all the knowledge my little brain held about sake.

Then this happened.

I never get mad though, I'm usually too flabbergasted to respond at the time and for some reason it just is hilarious. Then I feel bad for that person.

Like I said, these types of things happen A LOT. I'm pretty sure my co-workers can testify just because when I get a minute afterwards I go around and giggle about it to everyone I can.

So if you come up to me at work as a complete stranger and ask, "Do you know anything about sake because you're oriental?" or "Are you Chinese or Japanese?"* as if there are no other alternatives, I will laugh at you and make a comic about your stupidity.

*Note: These were actually said to me. The second one... I can't help but think of this. 

Disappointing Update is Disappointing

Sorry guys, I know I've been making promises and etc. about new posts and artwork but it just ain't happening yet. I've got a lot of crap to put out but I don't have the energy or time right now because I'm paying rent, bills, and other adult responsibilities like getting distracted by old kung-fu movies and scratching myself.

I've been reading a lot of my favorite online comics lately, I have to say my two favorite at the moment are Hyperbole and a Half and Hark! A Vagrant. If you haven't read these yet, they're two very talented ladies with great stuff. Speaking of though, I was reading an old post from Hyperbole and discovered a "keyword analysis" run for your website if you think you're not getting enough traffic. Obviously I know I'm not but I was also curious to see what keywords folks are using to look for my website.

Here it is. Half-witted comments included.

They apparently found 1604 words used... and there are the top choices.

Basically there are words lower on the list that are not as frequently used, but I want you to use those from now on when searching my website such as:
-bellyflop
-trainwreck
-nudity
-ocarina
-squarepants

Over and out.

Left Up Right Left Up Right

So like any other college student, I've been procrastinating on my studies by distracting myself with video games. Old video games. I really love re-playing video games or just picking up on ones that I never finished or never even played. I've currently been re-playing the Zelda series starting with Ocarina of Time. I love that game. I love it good.

While I sit in a nest of pillows and blankets on the floor, staring up at my bubble-screen television, I feel a faint touch of nostalgia. I suppose if it was a Sunday morning and I had a bowl of cereal and Animaniacs were on another tv, I'd feel nine years old again. It's been about 13 years since this game came out, and I still love it the same, although sometimes the feeling is different...

13 years ago...

Present day 2011

And sometimes it's not. 

Wallmasters. Eff that shit.

Oontz. Oontz. Oontz. Oontz.

This literally happened a couple of days ago at work... it was during closing time, the store was quite empty and my co-worker buddy Jaclyn and I were just having nonsense chitchat as usual.

Suddenly the topic came up about clubbing and dancing, and I told her about my experiences in clubs in Korea.



The way Koreans dance in clubs is definitely different...the only way I can describe it is like... if you stood straight all facing one way, didn't move your feet and just stood there stiff... and bucked back and forth. Maybe a little head bob included. Really unappealing. But that's just my opinion. It's kind of like how the fish dance in Spongebob Squarepants if you've ever seen that. But if that isn't enough, HERE'S A GIF.


I felt like sometimes when my friends and I went out dancing, we were the obnoxious foreigners that just knocked everyone over with our spastic American dance moves. (aka the best kind of dance moves)

But anywho, I was describing to Jaclyn how these guys would dance up to you like that with this terrible pelvic thrust type move and try to get you to dance with them, but it turned out to be a trainwreck...

He couldn't of come in at the worst sentence fragment and the worst... everything.

God I hope it's on the security cameras.

Put this on your "To Do" list

I studied abroad in Seoul, Korea the past year and one of my favorite things to go to was a "jjimjilbang." If you don't know what that is, it's a Korean version of a sauna and bathhouse, and yes, with full fledged nudity. It's about as close as I could get to being naked in public with strangers without getting arrested. (The baths were gender-seperated though)

In November 2009 I went with a bunch of my lady friends to a small historical city called Gyeongju, on the lower southeast coast.

After a day of hiking and sight-seeing in the cold weather, we were pretty psyched to soak it up at the local jjimjilbang nearby. It was a small bathhouse with a sauna, showers, and a hot and cold pool. It was packed with a lot of the locals, and they didn't hide their surprise when they saw a bunch of foreigners come in. It's already sort of awkward if they stare at you in public with your friends in the subway or at the stores, etc. But think of the awkwardness of them staring at you ...naked.

* Note: If you don't know what a "twinkie" person is, look it up. Hi-larious~

Anywho, we minded our own business just unwound and chilled out for awhile. We were all sitting in the small hot bath, 6 people in it were already a bit much, but we still didn't mind.

Suddenly this old woman came up to join us, I won't get too descriptive, but imagine an 82 year old woman naked...No wait, don't.

We've been to several bathhouses before so we just ignored it and figured she just wants to sit and enjoy the water too, so we scooted over to make room for her. We were pretty wrong though, this wasn't sit and soak time, this was "Awkward-Exercises-In-A-Tiny-Crowded-Tub" time. Slowly and casually a few of us melted out of the pool, leaving my dear friend Jenny behind. I think she had the impression that the woman would be done soon.

I'm not sure what workout program she's been doing, it might be the "Let's jump awkwardly against the bathwall with our parts in everyone's faces" exercise, or "Let's bellyflop right in the middle of the pool and stick our bums in peoples faces" exercise. All that was left in the tub was her and Jenny.

Poor, poor Jenny.

drunk post is drunk

i apologize to anyone in advance.. especially my sober self in the morning for making this post.

so tonight after a crazy hectic day at work at the liquor store, drew says to us remaining people " hey so today was hectic, lets go to keegans (the nearby irish pub that we go to) and ill buy everyone a round of smithwicks" i cant really say no to a free beer, so me, him, and other coworkers russ, spencer, jaclyn, and brittany go across the street for  a beer. it was good.



then the waitress comes back with free shots of some sort of baileys,vodka,rum concotion with crimmas cookies.yay!!! so we'reall like yummmm and we do this



then i realize i didnt have much to eat that day... and before i know it this happend.



i had to drive home and it was snowing a lot out. but its minnesota... that shit kind of happens.



its a loooong drive home for me, normally about 40 mins but i has to drive real nice and slooow because of the snow. but beer goes through me like woah so i cant stop. I CANT STOP.



so i have to distract myself with music. and singing to it



really loudly.



for awhile..



a really long while.



i decide that i cant really make it home so i stop at the gas station,relief!!!!!!!



im so happy afterwards that th rest of the drive home is like this



theres a huge difference, you dont even know.

night night.

p.s. i dont encourage drinking, or drinking and driving. home safe... just dont drive drunk while having to pee really badly. BE SAFE KIDS.