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Twenty Five to Life

American In Korea was my second serious attempt at blogging*. I got a few laughs, a lot of hate, and even managed to get on MBC. But more than just ruffling feathers and 'avin a giggle, I refined my voice as a shitty writer. Maybe it's tacky to say this, but writing down the thoughts I had and ways I coped while living in the most racist, fag-hatingest self-unaware country I've ever been to was cathartic to a degree I didn't expect.

I left Korea and arrived in New York on March 1st, 2014. I was busy preparing for my new life, and had neither time nor interest in my old one. My time was monopolized between job hunting, networking, and my girlfriend. I rarely updated American in Korea- The well had run dry.

It has been 17 months since I returned to America. I have a steady job. I have established my life here, and a framework for the near future. I lost the girl, and with her, all reason to behave like a civilized human being. Hell, I even got an iPhone. My life is finally in that place of precarious balances. Between enough relationships, and enough intimacy. Enough money, and enough things to spend it on. Enough women, and enough penis to keep their attention. A good bit of odd things have happened in the past year, and I am just beginning to write them all down. The filth will flow again shortly at my new blog, Twenty Five to Life.

I've picked up my pen, and it is heavy with ink. I think we have a lot to catch up on.

*I started my first blog when I studied abroad in Japan. It was called Japanese Condoms Are Small. There wasn't as much sex because I was still learning how to cheat, but it was vulgar enough to be considered a precursor.

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