The Simple Things

There is one thing that really aggravates me about this country. No, it's not even the alien registration card or lack of a cell phone -- I at least know there's bureaucracy behind the delays. It's the lack of damn toilet paper in the bathrooms.

This is a country where the ladies will throw cold water on you if you forget to do so yourself after sitting in the sauna, but there's rarely toilet paper to wipe yourself dry/clean. Mind you, it is ridiculously expensive to buy toilet paper here. I've seen an 8-pack for about $4, but I've also seen several varieties around $16. I have HomePlus value brand for my own use; I forgot how much I spent.

You also, if lucky enough to score toilet paper, should discard your used wads in the wastebasket beside you. Apparently the plumbing is so bad here that the toilet paper will clog the pipes. I've seen mixed reports from foreigners online. This, however, isn't really a talk I'd like to have with my new friends.

"Nice to meet you. How do you dispose of your toilet paper?"

Step one to making friends.

Also, I find it incredibly personal to have your soiled, wadded toilet paper on display. Look what I've done! is how I imagine it advertised.

I digress.

Even at school, there is no toilet paper. I usually run to the second floor before class and during breaks. It has already made for some possibly awkward conversation. I also have my American Kleenex packs, but if I don't need the soft touch, then there's no real use for it. I know that this is the case at the main branch as well, usually no toilet paper. However! I know that a giant roll exists with the receptionist, and I'm sure there's a good reason. I just don't know what it is, nor do I know how to ask about it.

My first day, I asked the head instructor, shyly about the lack of TP in the women's facilities. He offered to get me some from the men's, but my guess is, there's none.

Some facilities have a communal roll when you walk in; I was familiar with this concept back in Prague's 5kc metro bathrooms. This makes sense: simple upkeep and clean booties.

I'm even okay with the communal, ubiquitous bathroom bar soap. Even when it's attached to the wall by pole. There is soap, and if you scrub hard enough, you'll be clean.

There must be some historical reason for the lack and expense of toilet paper. Possibly to do with the bidet, but honestly, while I understand the appeal of rinsing clean, the issue is still with the dry off. I just don't understand.

Lifelong Studentry

Let me tell you, I'm incredibly excited. My eternal quest for knowledge (but more recently, for work-related skills) has taken me to Kennesaw State University's Continuing Education Department. I'm not quite ready for a full-on master's, as I still am still too unsure about the MBA path suiting me. I like KSU's professional writing master's, but honestly, if I move to Decatur next spring, I sure as hell am not going to commute to Kennesaw, especially if I still have a full-time job.

There's also the fact that I have neither taken nor studied for the GRE.

Thus, online technical writing classes! I could have searched for a cheaper/better/thematically different class, but I decided that for now I need the highest return on my investment. While my classes will overlap, I'm going to take a new 6-week course each month until I finish the writing courses. So first is the Fundamentals class. I'm skipping the grammar refresher because, well, I could probably teach it.

I'm hoping that, in addition to providing me with more confidence, it'll help me freelance or get a part-time job! (And help me get to editing!)

But now I'm upset: All excited to start on last week's lesson, and I can't seem to log in. KSU doesn't recognize my password nor does it even email me a new password. I'm sure it's a glitch, but all I want to do is learn, learn, learn.

Thanks, Chester.

For the past month, I've been prescribing to a nutritional plan made popular by one Dr. Atkins, and today I have made an amazing discovery: Cheeto Puffs have one carb per puff.

What does this mean? If I don't steal your ice cream or fruit, I can still have Cheetos!

(And it is beside the point that fruit is bad and Cheetos are okay. This is a diet where bacon can be encouraged and I still lose weight.)