Thursday, July 25, 2002

day 142


low-fat vs. low-carb



"The nightmarish prospect is that the government's incessant exhortations to eat less fat and more carbs may have inadvertently contributed to the obesity epidemic that has expoded out of control in the last two decades. The supposed link is that low-fat diets inexorably drive people to eat more carbs, which often make them hungrier, can make it harder to burn off fat and can increase triglycerides, which increas the risk of heart disease, the very danger that low-fat diets are trying to avert. Instead of low-fat diets, some researchers say, we should emphasize low-carbohydrate diets, the very opposite of the current approach." - quoted in the International Herald Tribune; see The National Institutes of Health





Wednesday, July 24, 2002

day 141


Today is Wednesday and I will leave for China Friday afternoon. I'll take the train to Seoul early in the morning to do some last minute shopping and errands and then I will meet Yun-kyoung, Brian's Korean friend who has been great helping me obtain my Chinese Visa and making a reservation on the ferry and picking up the ferry ticket itself. All of the legwork for these things had to be done in Seoul which would have made so much more work for me. We will meet so she can give me the visa, my passport which she needed to get the visa, and the ferry ticket.



My plans were almost siderailed. A few days ago I came down with a mildly nasty case of athlete's foot week:swollen left foot (CURSE THE LEFT SIDE OF MY BODY! - deaf left ear, broken left arm while a paper carrier for The Salt Lake Tribune, broken left hand on my mission, sliced the tip off my left middle finger while working at The Pizza Press in Tremonton, athlete's foot on the left, left-lopsided mouth when talking. Where is my cowlick? LEFT SIDE! Where are all my girlfriends? They LEFT me! But I digress...), itchy, painful to walk, and an internal infection in the foot itself on top of it all. Mr. Kim helped me find a determatologist who diagnosed the problem and gave me medication and ointment. It feels much better now so I'm not concerned about walking but the doc said it will take several weeks to completely heal. I've never had this problem before so I can't help wonder if I got it from the high humidity or perhaps I picked it up at a public bath.



For what it's worth, I found it interesting that this dermatologist was a woman. She was totally competent, not that I would expect any less, but I was impressed nonetheless. If you guage how advanced a country is by the opportunities available to both sexes, I'd say Korea is doing pretty well.



Brian's tourist visa to China expires on August 6th so he wanted to come back with me close to that date. The school break ends on the 4th so I took a couple extra days off and I think we actually will return on the 6th. So, if you count the travel time on the ferry, that makes for a 12-day vacation. Not bad, huh? (Actually I think I would trade it all if I could come home for a week and go to the Utah Shakespearean Festival - very sad to be missing it.)



Of course I'm excited to go to China but I think it's more of the mild, calm, assurance of "I know I'm doing something cool and unique" - excitement of adulthood, not the mega-hyper, tremble in the knees, constant surge of adrenaline, "OH MY HECK I THINK I'M GOING TO BURST A VEIN AND DIE THIS VERY MINUTE IF I DON'T GET SOME KIND OF SATISFACTION!" - excitement of childhood.



I miss the excitement of childhood.

Tuesday, July 23, 2002

day 140


Doug kindly directed me to an article about blogging. I haven't read it yet but will comment here when I do.

Sunday, July 21, 2002

day 138


If you've never had cause to question the morality, audacity, and lack of shame of the Left's agenda, DO NOT skip this interview with Peter Singer, the so-called 'godfather' of animal rights and a professor at Princeton University. The group that conducted the interview, CNSNews.com, is also a great place to visit.

Saturday, July 20, 2002

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day 137


(originally posted 5/13/02)


As you may know, I am a devoted fan of Rush Limbaugh. His program recently led me to an article at National Review online, written by John Derbyshire titled Why Don't I Care About the Palenstinians? It's a tough read but a brilliant commentary on the never-ending trouble in the Middle East and it echoes the frustration I have with the Palestinians.



Please don't mistake my tone or reference to this article as a dismissal of the complexity of the conflict in the Middle East. I don't for a minute believe that the problems between the Israelis and the Palestinians will disappear if we just adopt the attitude that the Palestinians are a hopeless cause and don't really want peace.



(Although it's difficult for me to NOT adopt that attitude myself - living on the opposite side of the globe, untouched by the senseless, never-ending death and violence, and less educated than I ought to be on the origination of the State of Israel in 1967 and the conflicts preceding and following it.)



I am simply offering my honest reaction to a situation that appears to be escalating beyond the levels that already seemed more than anyone should have to bear. ANY one group can get bogged down in their own list of offenses and justifications for revenge but where and when does it end? At what point do you decide to move past it all, look forward, and live for the future?

(originally posted 5/18/02)


Tammy recently shared the disgust she felt when she read Eminem raps U.S. vice president's wife



She said, "This is the kind of thing that disgust me in America. This is the kind of thing that is going to destroy America. This is the kind of thing that I feel so powerless to do anything about. It just irks me to no end that I have to sit and hear about this crap and I can't shut him up!!!!!!!!!!! Free speech????? What about the ears that sometimes end up hearing that junk?! What about the teenagers who are so influenced by it because we can't control everything they do and they don't alwyas know the difference between right and wrong? I wish somebody would assassinate this guy. I wish the terrorists would have flown those airplanes into the MTV music awards---I would have celebrated. I'm not joking. I would not have considered Janet Jackson, Eminem, or any of those "watch me with my baggy pants hanging down to my knees and my sunglasses on and my bandana around my head, and my chain hanging out of my pocket and my 'cool' way of walking with my hands swaying from front to back as if I'm somethin' special" jackasses a loss!!!!!!!"



Wow! THAT is what I call a passionate response! I agree it's despicable to use such inflammatory rhetoric, especially when it is clearly used for such transparent, self-aggrandizement. Even more offensive to me is that he would target the wife of someone I hold in such high regard.



What I love (notice my sarcasm) is how extremists like this use the phrase "free speech" to defend what they do while dismissing any moral obligations they have as members of society to remember the influence they exert on other people. But don't you dare bring up that argument because you'll be accused of imposing your morals, religion, or standards on them and taking away their agency! The Constitution and the Bill of Rights be damned if we don't couple it with the moral responsibility we all have as recipients of the sacrifices of our ancestors!



I don't know if I'd go so far as to wish assasination or a terrorist plane crash on eminem or the MTV Music Awards but I certainly share your feelings (which I'm inferring you have) that many people place WAY to much importance on most celebrities as if we should aspire to be like them and if we fall short we are somehow inferior. So many people have their priorities mixed up. I don't believe it's the job of the government to fix these problems. I believe that's the role religion plays in the American equation and if you remove religion - whatever faith, as so many people are wont to do, good-bye USA.

(originally posted 5/19/02)


Nicholas D. Kristof's article Arafat and the myth of Camp David in the International Herald Tribune added to my understanding of the challenges facing the Palestinians. Of course the problems they face are complex. Who could intellegently deny they're under tremendous pressure and working against overwhelming odds and still it seems they have yet to demonstrate a consistent, real desire for change.

(originally posted 5/20/02)


Feminism hijacked by George Will. Ever the voice of reason, Mr. Will tackles what I consider to be one of the two most pernicious agendas to hijack society's attention and resources: feminism.



Coed dorm rooms -- a big yawn? by Mona Charen. Ms. Charen addresses my second vote for destructive attention and resource killers: the homosexual lobby.



Some passion about Israel by Marianne M. Jennings. "There will be no peace or Nobel without Reaganesque blunt force. Communism's tyranny was defeated, not with negotiations, but with a show of military strength coupled with clear oratory."



Photo-partisanship by David Limbaugh. Subject: why it is hypocritical of the Democrats to complain about the Republicans' use of a September 11 photo of President Bush to raise campaign funds.



(originally posted 6/11/02)


Charity: Perfect and Everlasting Love by Elder Gene R. Cook. Not exactly a political reference but it struck me with such clarity when I watched to it the other day I felt it deserved a link. I plan on reading it and devouring it again and again.





Sunday, July 14, 2002

day 131


A Korean Wedding

Yesterday I was privileged to attend the wedding of one of my now former co-workers from Weesing, Seung-mi. I went with David and Bomi Orr. David used to work at Weesing and is the person I corresponded with to get a job in Korea. His wife Bomi is Seung-mi's sister. They are both LDS, though Seung-mi is not, and they have two children: Keana, about three years old, and Shyann, five month.



The wedding was a mix of Western and Korean tradition. The wedding hall was white, elaborate, and, like the ceremony itself, quite indistinguishable from similar sites in the West. The bride and groom wore a traditional white dress and tuxedo, as did the family members who arrived early to greet the guests. A gift table was set up to receive presents and from what I could divine money appeared to be the most appropriate and common gift. As Seung-mi marched in, escorted by her father, traditional music was played on the piano. Her husband, already standing in place, marched part-way down the aisle to take Seung-mi from her father, which he did with a deep bow.



Both ceremonies actually consisted of a lot of bowing which of course isn't uncommon in Korea but it was remarkable to me how much both sets of parents were involved in both ceremonies and the deep, sometimes fully-prostrate, bows to them seemed to signify a great amount of respect and gratitude for the parents' roles in producing the bride and groom.

What I assume was the actual legal part of the ceremony consisted of nothing more than a long speech from the man performing the rite, an exchange of rings (which I was told is somewhat uncommon as part of the ceremony), a lot of clapping throughout it all, and a return march down the aisle.



The bride and groom were very solemn throughout it all and rarely touched each other, let alone held hands. After they marched out of the hall, they returned for professional pictures. Although I'd recently bought a digital camera in the hopes of taking my own pictures, the two video cameramen who roamed the hall throughout the ceremony mostly got in the way and prevented me from getting anything really meaningful. The final picture the photographer took was of friends and non-family guests surrounding the bride and groom.



The Korean portion of the ceremony took place a short time later in another very small room with limited standing room. Dressed in brilliant traditional clothing, arms folded with elbows outstretched, and looking very solemn, they sat at a low table as more pictures were taken with immediate family. As his parents and then her parents sat at the table, the bride and groom repeatedly bowed to them, three times, fully prostrate. Seung-mi had to be helped up and down each time as her costume was very restrictive.



The table had a variety of Korean food that appeared to be more for show than anything else with the exception of what appeared to be roasted chestnuts. Each set of parents in turn gathered up large handfuls of the chestnuts and ceremoniously threw them into an embroidered white apron stretched between the bride and groom. Then, what I think was soju, a Korean alcoholic beverage, was served in a small cup and passed around the table for everyone to take a sip.



Of course this was a very important day and everyone was very happy. Afterwards food was served in a basement cafeteria: kimchi, octopus, rice, hot peppers, Korean-style sweet and sour pork, and a dozen other things I couldn't identify, all served in the traditional Korean way as side dishes. It was a unique experience and I enjoyed myself immensely.



day 131


David Copperfield

It's not often I've read a book of such scope and magnitude as Charles Dickens' David Copperfield. My only motivation in reading it is that it was the biggest, cheapest book I could find at Media Play before I left for Korea that was also a classic, an area I've wanted to concentrate on recently. I knew nothing about the book and I never anticipated it would take me over three months to read and become one of the most difficult books I would ever undertake. At over 800 pages and full of the language commonly used when it was published in 1850, be prepared for a challenge.



In the end, the undertaking was more than worth it. The story purports to be the autobiography of the fictional character David Copperfield. It was originally published in serial form in England and then later released in book form.



I have little worthwhile to report on the book other than how it affected me. I can't recall reading a secular book that had such a profound impact as to make me want to be a better person. Copperfield recounts the people and events of his life from birth through, I believe, his early thirties. Without preaching, he weaves a credible and vast cross-section of experiences that show the triumph of honesty and hard work, the consequences of deception, and the importance of character. The book contains, by my count, 44 significant characters, most of whom wind up reaping the consequences of their actions, good and bad. Just as Dickens expressed his fondness for Copperfield, I was sorry when the book came to an end.



In perhaps the same way I am enamored by Shakespeare, David Copperfield won me over through Dickens' insights into human nature. His observations are keen, succinct, and timeless. This book was a chore but I am a better person for reading it. I am conscious that may sound silly but it remains a statement of the truth.



Memorable Quotes

"Barkis is willin'." -Mr. Barkis, page 60.



"I feel as if it were not for me to record, even though this manuscript is intended for no eyes but mine, how hard I worked at that tremendous short-hand, and all improvement appertaining to it, in my sense of responsibility to Dora and her aunts. I will only add, to what I have already written on my perseverance at this time of my life, and of a patient and continuous energy which then began to be matured within me, and which I know to be the strong part of my character, if it have any strength at all that there, on looking back, I find the source of my success. I have been very fortunate in worldly matters; many men have worked much harder, and not succeeded half so well; but I never could have done what I have done, without the habits of punctuality, order, and diligence, without the determination to concentrate myself on one object at a time, no matter how quickly its successor should come upon its heels, which I then formed. Heaven knows I write this, in no spirit of self-laudation. The man who reviews his own life, as I do mine, in going on here, from page to page, had need to have been a good man indeed, if he would be spared the sharp consciousness of many talents neglected, many opportunities wasted, many erratic and perverted feelings constantly at war within his breast, and defeating him. I do not hold one natural gift, I dare say, that I have not abused. My meaning simply is, that whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do well; that whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself to completely; that in great aims and in small, I have always been thoroughly in earnest. I have never believed it possible that any natural or improved ability can claim immunity from the companionship of the steady, plain, hard-working qualities, and hope to gain its end. There is no such things as such fulfillment on this earth. Some happy talent, and some fortunate opportunity, may form the two sides of the ladder on which some men mount, but the rounds of that ladder must be made of stuff to stand wear and tear; and there is no substitute for thorough-going, ardent, and sincere earnestness. Never to put one hand to anything, on which I could throw my whole self; and never to affect depreciation of my work, whatever it was; I find, now, to have been my golden rules." -David Copperfield, page 559



"There can be no disparity in marriage like unsuitability of mind and purpose." -Mrs. Strong, page 610



". . . I should be thankful to him for having saved me from the first mistaken impulse of my undisciplined heart." -Mrs. Strong, page 611



"It's very much to be wished that some mothers would leave their daughters alone after marriage, and not be so violently affectionate. They seem to think the only return that can be made them for bringing an unfortunate young woman into the world - God bless my soul, as if she asked to be brought, or wanted to come! - is full liberty to worry her out of it again." -Betsey Trotwood, page 613



"Of all my books I like this the best. It will be easily believed that I am a fond parent to every child of my fancy, and that no one can ever love that family as dearly as I love them. But, like many fond parents, I have in my heart of hearts a favourite child. And his name is David Copperfield." -Charles Dickens



Significant Characters

A nearly exhaustive list, probably of interest to no one but me.





  1. David Copperfield - title character, also called "Trot " or "Trotwood" by his Aunt Betsey, Mr. Dick and some of his friends, "Daisy" by Steerforth, and "Doady" by his wife Dora.

  2. Clara Copperfield - David's young unfortunate mother.

  3. David Copperfield Sr. - David's father who died before he was born.

  4. Betsey Copperfield - David's fictional sister, kept alive by his Aunt Betsey.

  5. Pegotty - David's "nurse" or nanny from childhood.

  6. Betsey Trotwood - David's aunt and guardian.

  7. Mr. Chillip - David's childhood doctor.

  8. Mr. Murdstone - David's wicked stepfather.

  9. Miss Murdstone - Mr. Murdstone's cruel sister.

  10. Mr. Barkis - the town carrier and eventual husband to Pegotty.

  11. Mr. Dan Pegotty - Pegotty's brother, uncle/guardian to Ham and Emily.

  12. Ham Pegotty - Emily's noble, betrayed fiance.

  13. Emily Pegotty - Ham's cousin, David's first childhood crush.

  14. Mrs. Gummidge - Mr. Pegotty's "lone and lorn" housekeeper.

  15. Mr. Omer - the town undertaker in David's hometown.

  16. Mr. Joram - Mr. Omer's son.

  17. James Steerforth - David's popular but deceptive schoolmate.

  18. Mrs. Steerforth - Steerforth's wealthy mother.

  19. Rosa Dartle - Mrs. Steerforth's tenant, victim of Steerforth's cruelty.

  20. Littimer - Steerforth's butler.

  21. Traddles - David's childhood schoolmate and adult friend.

  22. Sophy Traddles - Traddles' wife.

  23. Mr. Wilkins Micawber - David's inept but well-meaning friend.

  24. Mrs. Emma Micawber - Mr. Wilkins' wife.

  25. Mr. Wickfield - town attorney, provided room/board for David.

  26. Agnes Wickfield - Mr. Wickfield's daughter and David's best friend.

  27. Uriah Heep - Mr. Wickfield's 'umble employee/business partner.

  28. Mrs. Heep - Uriah's equally spineless mother.

  29. Mrs. Crupp - David's London landlord.

  30. Mr. Francis Spenlow - David's employer at court and Dora's father.

  31. Dora Spenlow - David's "child-wife" bride.

  32. Jip - Dora's annoying little dog.

  33. Julia Mills - Dora's bosom friend.

  34. Mr. Jorkins - Mr. Spenlow's silent business partner.

  35. Miss Clarissa Spenlow - Mr. Spenlow's sister, Dora's guardian.

  36. Miss Lavina Spenlow - Mr. Spenlow's sister, Dora's guardian.

  37. Old Creakle - Traddles' tormenting schoolmaster.

  38. Miss Mowcher - a wise dwarf, introduced to David by Steerforth.

  39. Mr. Dick - Betsey Trotwood's mentally-challenged but insightful tenant.

  40. Doctor Strong - David's schoolmaster, would-be author of the Dictionary.

  41. Mrs. Strong - Doctor Strong's young wife.

  42. Mrs. Markleham - Mrs. Strong's overbearing mother.

  43. Jack Maldon - Mrs. Strong's cousin and would-be suitor.

  44. Martha - a servant girl who helps Emily run away with Steerforth

Thursday, July 11, 2002

day 128


My clever nephew

I hope Natalie doesn't mind but I want to share a quote from her five-year old son Scott in a letter she recently sent me. I can't remember the last time I've laughed so hard.



"Now I'll tell you Scottie's latest questions. Last week while riding in the car he asks,



'Did Jesus make the moon?'



I answer 'Yes.'



'Did Jesus make the sky?'



'Yes.'



Did Jesus make himself?'



???



The next day he asked,



'When is Jesus coming again?'



I answered, 'I don't know when he's coming again but what do you think we can do to get ready for him to come?'



Scottie answered emphatically, 'We can clean our room and do the dishes!'"

Saturday, June 29, 2002

day 116


Sweet revenge

The most rewarding and frustrating group of students I teach are pre- and early-teen middle-schoolers. They have matured to the point where you can have semi-intelligent conversations with them which are facilitated by the fact that their language skills have also advanced beyond "Hi. How are you? I'm fine, thank you. And you?"



HOWEVER, they can be little SNOTS! To quote Mr. Schroeder, my 9th grade English teacher at Pleasant Grove Junior High, "All educators consider jr. high students to be the armpit of the school system." Bingo! These little brats can be rude, insensitive, ungrateful, non-responsive, and above all, disrespectful. The way they snicker, point, tease, drop BRILLIANT little English words like "fat," "crazy," and "homo," really displays their supreme intelligence. English swear words and that universal bird that always manages to get flipped only make teaching these little angels the ultimate experience in pleasure. HA! So, before I start sounding cynical and disheartened, here's a rewarding bit of revenge I exacted yesterday.



It actually began on Wednesday. I'd dismissed the students and as they filed out of class behind me, several of them patted me on the back. I'm no slouch and I immediately wondered if they were sticking signs on me. I thought no and dismissed the idea. But later, in the teachers lounge, Carly and Moon found two stickers - one that said, "I'm crazy!" (Korean children LOVE this English put-down!), and "I love Cally." (Their misspelling, not mine.) I was furious and ready to give it all up for five minutes. Then I realized what a small thing it was and how I've been guilty of doing the same thing myself. So, how to retaliate?



On Friday, the next day I taught the class, I had Yeddi, the 10-year old daughter of Mrs. Kim - one of our Korean teachers, who often hangs out in the teachers lounge and has perfect English, help me make up nine signs (for nine students, an almost even split of boys and girls), written in Korean. They said things like "I'm ugly," "I stink," "I'm crazy," and "I like girls." When I entered class I had all the students line up and face the wall as I taped one sign to each student's back, since I couldn't really guess who'd been responsible for putting the signs on me.



Actually I'd earlier singled out two students I was confident wouldn't have done it - two well-behaved girls (Ja-young and Seung-hee) - but I made them submit to this punishment as well though their signs said, "I'm pretty," and "I'm smart." This was great fun. Before I let them return to their seats I took several pictures and then made them keep them on for the entire hour. They were unhappy with this punishment but I took great satisfaction my little juvenile revenge.



What made it even more embarrassing for them and more humorous for me was that a few other teachers had heard of my plans so they crowded around the windows that surround the classroom and as their own students gawked at my little ritual and their teachers told them, "See, this is what happens when you're bad."



The little thing that kind of spoiled all my fun but ultimately made me laugh even more at the futility of trying to get payback was that only eight students were present that day. The one missing student, Jae-chul, was, after the adamant convincing of the other students, the one who had actually put both signs on my back so he wasn't even in class to receive his punishment! And, unknown to me, they said he wouldn't be coming back as his mother had decided not to send him to the hagwon for English lessons anymore but get him a private tutor instead. But when I asked the students if they'd known about the signs on my back when he'd done it, they admitted they did so I condemned them for being just as guilty. Little devils.

day 116


Two big Saturday adventures

Two cool adventures today. Small and meaningless to others perhaps but cool and fun for me.



Adventure #1. The front tire on my bike went flat yesterday so I headed to a nearby bike shop this morning to get it repaired. Remember that I know practically no Korean so any time I head out the door to do things like this I have to either rely on the other person knowing a little English or on hand gestures. I arrived at the bike shop, showed the owner and his wife the tire was flat and they immediately began working to fix it. After 10 minutes they couldn't find a hole so I assume the problems was with the stem which they replaced. The whole process took less than 15 minutes and when it came time to pay, the refused to accept any money! How nice is that? I would have gladly paid 10,000 Won ($8) for the convenience of the fixed tire but they wouldn't hear of it. I plan on going back next week to buy a patch kit and a pump.



Adventure #2. This is the really cool one. After taking care of my bike it was time for lunch. Becaue of my limited language skills I've never ventured into any of the more than a dozen Korean family restaurants in my extended neighborhood. It's made it frustrating when I want to eat out and I don't have the luxury of a Korean speaking partner. Too heck with it, I thought, I'm tired of being too chicken to find a place to eat on my own.



The big problem after the language barrier is that Korean restuarants, I've been told and noticed, normally cater to serving meals to two or more people and here I was alone. So, caution thrown, wind involved, a handful of Korean phrases in my notebook, and I began my hunt.



The first two restaurants turned me away once they understood I only wanted to order for one person. A little embarrassing but expected. The third little restaurant I wandered in was a little corner place. It was empty and the owner, a middle-aged woman, was asleep in the corner. I interrupted her, "Ahn nyung haseyo?" She immediately jumped to her feet, listened to my plea, and happily seated me, appearing to completely understand that I only wanted to order for one. After ten minutes she brought me a bowl of brown rice (the first time I've seen BROWN rice served here),a bowl of some kind of radish-tasting noodle to be mixed with the rice, an oyster/noodle soup that tasted fine plain but tasted even better when she mixed in some (hot) Korean red pepper paste. She hovered over me throughout the meal, making constant remarks and I guess suggestion in fast Korean. (Why she thought I'd understand I don't know but even I find myself speaking in full English to foreigners when I know they don't understand, hoping they'll divine what I'm saying, somehow.)



The whole time I'm eating, feeling so proud of myself for taking the risk of finding a place that would serve me traditional Korean food and not just resorting as I've so often done to McDonalds, Burger King, or KFC, I was reminded that this is where the adventure lies. Even while you live in a foreign land you can so readily retreat to the safety of your apartment, losing sight of the wasted opportunities that lie inches outside your door.



I know some will think this is all so elementary and that it will only convince them how dense and slow-witted I am at times. Regardless, I felt the need to record for my own benefit, if for no one elses.

Thursday, June 27, 2002

day 114


No more TV

I went to the Hyo-sin Sauna, a public bath in Chunchon, before class today. So relaxing. It's my second time there and my fourth time to a public bath since coming to Korea.



Yesterday was my 12th anniversary since coming home from my mission. Nothing more significant to me than simply noticing the coming and going of the date and marveling at the passage of time.



I got rid of my television and VCR a week ago yesterday. It's been a real security blanket for me since I've been here, something nice to come home to hand watch each night. Lately though it's become much more of a waste of time and I've wanted to just take it back to the school but was afraid I'd go into some kind of withdrawl shocks. I finally did it though and it's been one of the best decisions I've made in recent memory. Make all the arguments you want about the evils of modern television but I'll defend how it's gotten me through some pretty long stretches. Ultimately, for me though, it's been doing more harm than good. I'm sure I'll be able to outlast the urge to retrieve it (made easier since Carly took it for herself at my invitation).

Monday, June 24, 2002

~ not finished yet ~


Provo vs. Chunchon

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Sunday, June 23, 2002

Utah vs. South Korea

Utah




  • Population - 2,233,169 (2000 census).

  • Density - 26 people per square mile (10 per square kilometer).

  • Size - 84,904 square miles (219,900 square kilometers), more than twice the size of South Korea!

  • Temps - January: 19 - 36 Fahrenheit (-7 - 2 Celsius). July: 64 - 92 Fahrenheit (18 - 33 Celsius).

  • Precipitation- 8 - 16 inches (200 - 400 millimeters) annually.

  • Elevation - 6,100 feet (1,900 meters) above sea level.

  • Geographic coordinates - ?



South Korea




  • Population - 48,324,000 (2002 estimate).

  • Density - 1,261 people per square miles (487 per square kilometers), one of the highest in the world.

  • Size - 38,322 square miles (98,480 square kilometers).

  • Temps - January: 19 - 33 Fahrenheit (-7 - 1 Celsius). July: 71 - 83 Fahrenheit (22 - 29 Celsius).

  • Precipitation - 54 inches (1,370 millimeters) annually. Rainfall is concentrated in the summer months (June to September).

  • Elevation - lowest point: Sea of Japan - 0 feet, highest point: Halla-san - 6,261 feet (1,950 meters) above sea level.

  • Geographic coordinates - 37 00 N, 127 30 E.

Wednesday, June 12, 2002

day 104


Cripes I thought this internet apathy was over but it remains. Tomorrow is a holiday - election day - and I'm planning on catching up then.

Thursday, June 06, 2002

day 96


I'm getting over a prolonged aversion to the internet and emailing. It happens to me every now and then, I don't know why. Unfortunately it means I've fallen behind on my journal entries, a problem I plan to rectify soon.