| Traditional Korean Performance at Folk Village |
| Kids playing on a see-saw |
| Seoul Tower in the distance |
| Taking pictures with fun Korean Hanbok board-people |
| My presents from Nahyun. How cute right! |
| You might ask "Why the hell did you get your friend industrial sized Skippy?" Bryan. Loves. Peanut Butter. |
| The Koreans never had Reese's cups. |
| Kyle was happy about his Bread varieties too. Those boys are easy to please. |
| Ski Socks, Snowboarding gloves.. and they got a Snuggie for their favorite neighbor. So great. |
| My makeshift family |
| Danny in his new hat |
| Meat, Meat, more Meat. Coffee + Sugar |
| Shiesty pic... but do you see that bucket? It's a bigass Tequila Sunrise. |
Following Christmas morning, I got ready for dinner at Mercado. This place is one of the best Brazilian steakhouses I've ever been to, and with about 25 coworkers it was the beginning of a great night. The sangria alone made me too happy, but the prospect of going out in Seoul with everyone afterwards was icing on the cake. Or the star on top of the tree, whichever.
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| One of the last runs of the day. The sweatpants lasted! Success. |
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| Yep, I spanked him. Nope, he didn't even stir. |
| Leanin' |
| 11pm. Blacked OUT at the subway station. Surely on his way to the floor until this kind man brought him a juice. DJ Milk n Cookies roooools in my book. I bump their shit on my way to work, in my apt. (doing ballet believe it or not), on the train, etcetc. They've got the drive, the talent, and potential to make a big name as Milk N' Cooks- not to mention they got the look(s). (*rhyming was a bonus) |
| I thought of my fave twinnies, naturally. |
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| I not only get to enjoy numerous frat star anecdotes, ratdog call outs, Monday Merks, and hilar videos... Cheesin' also got some photo skillz. [This is Peter's photo of the Union] |
| Entrance Sign for MC Club. Seriously? |
| Freebird & Papa Gorilla |