today, my 13 year old girls grabbed my belly. then they asked me how the baby was.
i’m going to end up with a complex, i swear.
in other news, let me tell you about my magic phone! i got a used cellphone for $30 (30,000 won). this cellphone does not have an mp3 player. it does not have a camera. i can’t download ringtones, play more than one game, or check my e-mail.
this is what my phone does do: it calls other phones. sometimes, it sends some text messages.
amazing, i know. a phone that performs only its primary functions.
anyway, i was very pleased with this find. i was thrilled to buy a phone that would serve my needs without my having to pay for all the other crap. i already have a camera and an mp3 player, and because those pieces of technology are performing their primary functions, those which they were designed for, they perform those functions much better than my cellphone would.
so i have this very cheap economical little phone that performs its primary function admirably, and then i decided that i was going to make chicken soup.
it was very nice, chicken soup. i made it from scratch, and i had to explain to the clerk at the market why i was buying chicken bones because she thought i was a crazy westerner who didn’t know what she was buying and also so she could practice her english.
(this is related to my phone i swear)
so i made this wonderful little chicken soup, and i took it to work one day for my lunch. i threw the airtight liquid tight tupperware with my soup in it into my schoolbag. then i threw everything else in: wallet, books, ipod, and yes, the magic cellphone.
i am still scraping jellified soup off the lesser used cards in my wallet. a book is ruined – a new book i hadn’t read yet. “everything is illuminated” – can anybody tell me if it’s worth buying two copies of??
and the cellphone. oh dear, the cellphone. absolutely covered. luckily, i was listening to the ipod, so it escaped, which is fortunate because at this point i have a much closer relationship with my ipod than my phone (sorry).
so i pulled the battery off, cleaned the phone as best i could, and fell into a deep peaceful sleep.
when i woke up, none of the buttons worked. oh noes! however, i remained calm. i went to work. i left the phone sitting out.
three days passed. one morning, i woke up, and my phone was vibrating. it still received text messages! i couldn’t reply, but i knew the phone was not a lost cost.
another few days passed. this time when i woke up, and received a text message, i was able to reply. i had to choose my words carefully, because only a few of the buttons worked, but we were making progress.
slowly, surely, all of the buttons were restored to working order – without any assisstance from me! the 1 has to be hit at just exactly the right angle, and i can’t use the send button, but that’s ok because i can use the ‘ok’ button instead.
like i said, MAGIC PHONE.
Can we smoke in here? 