The ululation has broken my concentration. "Ululate this!" I think to the smug insects. Then realising what they are ululating, "It's too damned hot."

There are some inconsistencies in my theory though. Perhaps I have not properly codified my family's misconceptions regarding the fridge. They do not fully explain my family's behaviours.

She is watching a fellow in a suit and running shoes give a speech, while I am watching dancers on a boat. "Is it Seinfeld?" I ask my mom of the man.

I think someone is removing these researchers. Killing them off. It is worrisome.

Oh! But why do you have to spend 7000 won per pencil, you can get shit pencils for 750 won each.

It is ground, and the grind seems super-fine, I'm not sure what the best way to brew this is. Espresso or a french brew maybe, but I only have my pour-over or a drip, so I try the pour over.

Peter Falk walks into the restaurant and seeing him alone in a booth, slides, without comment, into the seat opposite Robert Vaughn.

"If you are hungry, burn some toast." Eunjoo suggests, uncharacteristically. She only ever suggests that anyone eat soup and rice.