To care or not to care

I've had a decent case of the blahs for a good 2 weeks now.  Mostly this has manifested in my comments regarding the need for another plague, flood, or other extinction-level event.  Due to this mood, I've been more than willing to go out and drink.  So I give you the proof that I'm able to enjoy craft brews in Korea.

My Saturday was hijacked by S promising to introduce me to an Irishman.  You all know I think that there is a tie for sexiest accent between Irish/Scottish and Australian.  So naturally I dragged myself out to Seoul to hang out with people.  Now... on thing that I keep on learning over and over again is that not everyone has this pressing need to 1) be on time and 2) know what time we are meeting.  Earlier in the day, I had been told 7 pm meet up.  I decided to leave a little later because I'm always early or on time and end up waiting.  Well... while I was on my way into Seoul I got a message saying that it would be more like 8.  Then at my first stop, I got a message saying it would be more like 930.  Finally the last message I got was that one person had forgotten their ID, so they had to go back and now they would meet me at 10.

Here's the thing - I am either the most laid back person in the world, or I am the most apathetic.  I had my kindle, I was at a place that has brews that I enjoy, and I was content to wait.  I'm not sure if it's a testament to my general state of mind or not, but most of my pix are of the brews.  I do have one of a rugby team because... well, you'll understand.  It's just been one of those weeks/turning into months where I wonder why it is that I don't really mind anymore when plans don't work out like originally advertised.  With one exception - due to my introverted nature, I do like to have a headcount of the people I'm meeting up with and who they are.  The thing is, I do like being alone - and I've gotten to the point where I'm ok being alone in a bar reading on a Saturday night.  That may be a dangerously new level of single/awesome that will darn near make me invincible.  I keep seeing things online about how dangerous it is to be 100% ok with yourself.  I can't say that I'm totally at 100% (I'm a work in progress after all), but I'm darn close.  I know I am 100% ok to be in my own company in public... which is not totally new, but is still not culturally accepted anywhere, really.  I'm not sure what the point I'm making is except - never leave home to meet people without a kindle and a back-up plan.

This is so that my preview photo isn't of booze.  Hehe.

Here you see a Yeongdong Porter and a shot of Jameson.  This was my 2nd beer after the Imperial Stout that BrewDog had for their 1st anniversary.  The imperial stout came in a smaller glass, cuz that one was 10% alcohol.  The shot happened at around when I realized it wasn't even 8 yet and our meet-up time had been pushed back to 930.

I wandered from there to the actual meeting spot and in all fairness, it was right around 10 when they finally did show up.  Anyway, we played darts for a bit (J (the Irishman) and I narrowly won against S and W), then went outside.  And then this happened... a rugby team took over the bar, all dressed as Freddie Mercury.  This is a pic of them dancing to... you guessed it... Queen songs.  The best part is that I was hanging out with a fantastic Korean man at the time, and he was enjoying this just as much as I was.  Apparently S works with a couple of guys on the rugby team, so that was just even more fun.

 Then we went on to one of my personal favorite places, where I got a Guinness - and another shot of Jameson.  I don't know how they did the "Good beer with good friends" thing, but I loved it.  The bartenders love us at that place, which is always nice.  Hehehe.

 So then we went to another place and they didn't have what I really wanted, so I got this because it made me think of Doug.  And I'm pretty sure that this is the last beer I had.  There was soju later, which is probably why I had a bit of a hangover the next day.

So that was my evening of hanging out and having drinks.  I can't really complain too much about the weekend being hijacked... but this weekend may turn into a true BH weekend.  We'll see, cuz S is talking about going out again, and it is fun to hang out sometimes.  The thing is, I'm for sure more of a 'let's hang out in one place and have drinks' as opposed to a 'let's go multiple places and get drinks' kind of gal.  However, considering how down on humans I am, being around humans may not be the best of ideas.  Who knows, I'm just in one of those moods.  I need a dog.  On an fun note, I wore a fun green dress to work today and my artistic student sketched me as a fairy.  Hehehe... I look good in wings.

So yeah, that's where it's at right now.  I am still bummed that Thanksgiving this year will not consist of me going to see Gma and Gpa.  I really, really enjoyed my trips to see them at Easter and Thanksgiving.  We are having a pot luck on Friday, where I will be bringing buffalo chicken pinwheels cuz that's gonna be easy and yay for cold appetizers.  We'll see what the weekend brings.  The week so far has brought mocking lessons at work, call with Dad, call with Mo, Wed will be date night with J and then my Friday call with Ana.  I also need to set up a phone date with Jess.  Thank God for my people and technology that keeps them all within reach.  Also for truck stops with wifi.  Anyway, happy Thanksgiving to those at home!  Wish I were with you, but in the meantime have some turkey for me.  I think my Thurs meal will be my bacon and sprouts pasta with parmesan cheese sauce and wine.  I may be able to con a slice of pumpkin pie off of J, but we'll have to see about that.  Apparently she's addicted.  LOL - American desserts strike again!!