My aunt from Dallas is here. It’s funny since I don’t believe that Texas exists. I refuse to accept it into my reality (although it is a reality on a precipice). It’s absolutely amazing to hear, “You are an American, what are you complaining for?” spoken to me over and over again. My response: “Fuck off capitalist pig, remember yr Korean roots.” That works pretty effectively. But I have gotten here hooked to Fischerspooner, so I guess it’s a start. Yeah. She’ll be the only 42-year old in her fictional land listening to shit like that. Mwahahahhaha! That’s it. Tomorrow and Saturday will be spent celebrating urbanemonkey‘s existence. Woo hoo!