My Pad

For your viewing pleasure I present unto you...my house! So kick off you shoes and take a virtual tour of my pad.


This is a shot of my bookcase/dresser/filing cabinet and my TV. Like I said, I've got a friggin' spacious homestead!


This is my desk/clothes rack/dining room table. On the wall you can see something that looks like a phone. That's a mechanism with which people who want me to let them into my room can communicate with me...it's been used twice to my knowledge, although I can use it to listen to people in the hallway...not that I understand. The other unit turns on my water or floor heat. Basically if I want hot water I must turn off the heat in the house which comes out of my linoleum floor.


The portal to my lair. The door is festooned with various bizarre images I've come across in my travels. The jellyfish I made when my kindergarten class was making them as well.


Inside my cupboard...some of that junk has been here since I moved in...please note the huge quantity of "3 Minute Food" I posess...as well as the bag of crackers that came across the sea with me when I arrived in July. I will keep them until I leave the country, but shall never eat them. They stand for all eternity as a symbol of my homeland...at least until I finish throwing out the junk I know I'll never eat.


The pantry of forgotten foodstuffs. I bought the spam, and ramen sometime during the summer before I discovered real foods I could eat...they sit there to this day...it's a little sad really. Maybe I'll make some spam and ramen creation for lunch tomorrow...but probably not.


My room...the first night I was in Korea...look how clean it is! That's because everything was in a suit case which was on the floor. The bamboo plant on the case was killed by my hands, due to the fact that I thought it (like all plants I have ever encountered in homes I dwelled in) was fake. I never watered it until it was too late. The lamp was broken when I arrived...I threw it out two weeks ago. Also I'm all about the dorm style "curtain." Hells yeah yo!


The inappropriately named Samsung "Clean." This is my stove, and this is the cleanest it has ever been. Taken the day I arrived, knowing full well it would never look like a photo model after I cooked on it. I've attempted to clean it as of late, and it's not bad...but it seems a little sad, like it used to be king of the kitchen but I beat it down....I have no idea what I'm talking about.


The Daewoo washing machine. I swear to god this thing has a car engine in it. It also has some of the longest wash cycles ever...who the F needs a 2 hours wash cycle?


The toilet. It's not the "Turkish" toilet, so that's all good. If memory serves me correctly I asked if I had this type of toilet before I took the job, but after being here 4 months(?) I have yet to see the other "squater" toilet. Darrell claims there was one at the place we went during summer camp, but I only pissed (because I don't know the past tense of pee. "peed" looks so wrong) in the girls cabin (which had a toilet) and outside under cover of dark, so I don't know about the public crapping arena.


These are instructions on how to go to the bathroom. They are hanging up in the bathrooms at our school. Darrell and I found the computer file of this instruction and printed out (and laminated) copies of it for ourselves. Apparently I've been doing things all wrong as I only wipe after I stand up, and have missed the "good job" giving one's self a round of applause steps my entire life...oh well. Anyhow Darrell and I both have these hanging up in our bathrooms...and they are certainly more usefully than the pictures of flowers or seascapes hanging in most suburban bathrooms.