Happy New Year's

Oof, almost forgot to blog before sleeping, it's almost 5AM here. Just got back from SanLiTun, the small bar and club street behind SanLiTun Village near the SOHO. Like usual, the baijiu hit the spot, but lately I've got my tolerance pegged down so I get myself to that perfect high and then drink only very cautiously.

The girls today were very very picky. I'd come across groups of girls, clearly bored, but that would still refuse to dance when asked. Of course a few said yes but today was not a day for the Guiness Book. There was a nice moment though which I haven't experienced before. Ever. A girl came up to me, a blonde foreign girl, and explained to me profusely how beautiful she found me. I was drunk enough not to blush or even feel awkward but I definitely felt good. I think I might have even thanked her as I nodded my head in agreement. Although I'm beginning to wonder how loud it was in that bar and what she really said. She was probably talking about the weather and I was hearing what my super-ego (a giant ego, not to be confused with the superego) wanted to hear.

Wrote a little New Year's song today but it won't be airing for a few days probably. Maybe I'll release it as B-side to the Christmas song. True to my resolutions this song is reasonably happy.

The Uni Knot:


image borrowed from animatedknots.com

Blah.

Gene: cool, mom still loves u
Mark: haha, new 30 day trial?
Gene: u r a shaman!

Drunk

It's hard to fucus when you're drunk but I'm the most dedicated 30-day-trialer in the world. And today was a pretty good challenge. Let's see. I had class far away at 11, so I had to leave the house at ten. Before that, I managed 120 pushups and 20 minutes of drawing. During the trip to my student's house, I studied French with my helpful Frenchpod-filled Zune. I did that throughout the day during my many travels from class to class, and even comng back from the final drunkfest at 7:20 in the morning, though I can't say I absorbed too much. In any case, I definitely got in over an hour of studying.

The knot...unfortunately I don't know the name, but it is quite similar to the Icicle Knot in terms of purpose, though it's simpler to explain. Lucy taught it to me while I was drunk in the KTV, between push-up sets (which were really frustrating because it's really hard to count to ten more than once when you're drunk), and I repeated it twice to make sure I remembered it. It basically consists of winding the rope around the pole, making sure to go over the rope as you wind, and tying two overhandish knots after that. No picture courtesy of lucyknots.com but I'll try to figure out what the knot's technical name is one of these days.

Blah blah blah, I'm really tired and it's almost 8 in the morning and I have to go to class in about 4 hours so sayonara.