Min Jung Kim's blog

What did you dream about last night?  

I dreamt that I was at the Amazon offices (never been there) and I was relaying a blog post that my roomate Kevin had written re: committment/passion/ and the postmortum curation of the release cycle process.

Must have been pipes on the mind.

What's the best thing since sliced bread?

Toast.

Then French Toast

Then Ricotta Stuffed French Toast

Then Ricotta Stuffed French Toast with Fresh Glazed Peaches.

I mean, my gawd.

I was tagged by Andrew:

"Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 5 facts about yourself. Then choose 5 people you want to tag and list the

Ok, this is the ultra secret personal blog post right? That's what this whole vox thing is. Right? RIGHT?!

1. I have a poop cough.
I know. It sounds totally awkwardly confusing and weird but when I have to poop, (and sometimes I don't listen to my body very well - though I have near daily pleading sessions with my belly to stop its ambitions for expansion), I'll start coughing.  Sometimes I cough so violently that I nearly throw up.  It makes no sense. I asked my doctor about it, explaining the situation and "the poop cough scenarios" and his response was "No, nothing's wrong with you. You're just a freak."

2. I like crying at movies.
All the time. Seriously. Movies that shouldn't even make me cry will have me bawling like a four year old kicked in the nuts.  I've cried so hard in the movie theaters that one of my contacts has popped out before.  Ridiculous. I know. I'm a sucker for a sob story.

3. I sleep best when it's raining outside.
I LOVE the sound of rain on rooftops and window panes and it's my favorite lullabye ever.  EVAR.  I rest well, usually have incredibly evocative dreams, and likely snore the loudest when it's raining and I'm in a nap.

4. I get shy.
HAH! you laugh. HAH! You mock me. Well, around Korean speakers particularly I feel extraordinarily self conscious and timid when among Korean Korean people and Korean speakers. I don't speak Korean very well at all and feel immediatly as if I'm about to be berrated for not being sufficiently Korean.

5. I have a poor memory.
When it comes to music lyrics, actors, pop culture stuff, etc. I can't quote shit. I am more likely than nearly anyone you know to actually say "You know... what's his bucket from...that film where... it was almost like that other film, but it wasn't because there weren't ninjas. You know what I'm talking about?

Tagging 5 people is so hard at this point because people have already done this ....
Kurt
Anja
Jason
Kevin
Leonard

So after 2.5 months of commuting 2 hours/day with a startup company in a ridiculouslly crowded space related to video online, my position's been eliminated and I'm back on my ass trying to figure out what to do next.

I'm thinkign the universe is seriously telling me I need to work on my writing more.  And all obstacles to that are getting the big ass kicking boot.

In other vibe, I'm feeling poopy.

No seriously.  One of the roomies has convinced me to do some master cleanse thing.

Bleah.

In absolutely no irony whatsoever, there is some messed up shit in there.