I had a run in with soju last night and I feel awful.

We started at a foreigner bar where we met one of my apartment mates' new Korean boyfriend. Great guy, but he took us to a Korean "bar" and kept asking me to do shots of soju with him. Then he took us to a dance club and this is where my memory gets hazy. I remember going in and leaving, but the parts in the middle is where things get spotty. All I know is, I made it back to my bedroom and it started spinning. Violently. I guess the more things change the more they stay the same.

Lesson learned: Soju is trouble.

I keep waiting for the Korean police to show up at my door to escort me out of the country. I could only imagine the news broadcasts, "AMERICAN ESL TEACHER FURTHER DISGRACES COUNTRY, SELF: Did he know John Mark Carr, Channel 5 investigates." Then they cut to a shot of my dad screaming into a camera from the porch and follow that up with video of me being forced onto a plane.