Stuck in Korea

So it's been a relatively quiet week. No-one's really been up for anything. I went out on Tuesday night to Gump because I was bored (I get cabin fever in my flat a lot). Helpfully Jun-Seon was able to fill in a few details of my Saturday night. Apparently I fell asleep on a few people's shoulders. The fact that I'd passed out at all was surprising (I'm usually throwing up and going home long before this point is reached). And thankfully I behaved myself. Apparently I always behave myself, but you always worry when there's a gap in your memory that you may have stabbed a dwarf and attempted to molest a stray animal or something along those lines.

Anyhow Jun-Seon was saying that people are coming in to Gump all the time these days saying they'd heard about some cool parties that have started to happen and when's the next one? That cheered me up as when I first got to know Jun-Seon a few months ago he was always saying how he wasn't getting enough business. Plus our get-togethers there have been getting bigger and bigger. So I congratulated him on the fact that Gump was picking up when he said "I told them I don't know. When's the next party, Stuart?" Apparently I'm the man who says when the party is. He wants me to tell him when I'm organising the next party as half of Sokcho wants him to call and let them know.

It feels weird to have a whole bunch of people (some of whom I've never met) waiting for me to announce a party. Why am I in charge?

I own this town.

I rule.