Tuesday, 5 February 2013

(Day 199) Seoul Nambu Correctional Facility-day 104 D-52

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Breakfast coffee
Lunch kimchi
dried seaweed kimchi
Korean pancake
spicy vegetable soup

Instead of slimy seaweed today, it’s been dried out, shredded and turned into kimchi. Plus the red pepper spiced soup, the kimchi pancake and normal kimchi—I've given up on complaining about variety—all the hate is pointless and boring. It could be worse. I don't know how, but I'm sure it could be.
Dinner kimchi
fish cake in red pepper sauce
banana
rice cake soup

meh. That’s all I have to say.

It snowed a lot last night. Far too much for it all to melt before the temperature drops drastically and turns it all into ice. All the inmates in my cell block went out to shovel the yard. All they succeeded in doing was moving it around a bit. It was more like a "make work" project during the FDR years in the US. I stood around and watched, like any good white colonist should, while the serfs worked. Then I went back inside and finished reading my newspaper.

I didn't get much writing done this weekend, but I consider reading as studying now because I can't help analyzing the plot lines and narrative as I read now. I have a long way to go. My writing is amateurish in comparison. I'm beginning to understand why it takes years instead of months to write a 300 page novel. It's in the re-writes.

I also drew a picture today. It's been so rare lately, when I actually do it, it's a notable event. Reading, writing, drawing-- just a regular neo-renaissance guy...