We fight a lot. I guess it’s mostly my fault because I don’t appreciate his great personality and just keep focusing on how he looks. Then there’s the fact that he desperately wants to meet my parents and there’s no effing way that’s ever going to happen. Oh, and he said he’ll take me to Long Island to meet HIS PARENTS! Like next week. What is wrong with him? He just keeps pushing me and pushing me on the parents issue. I told him I was leaving him and going back to Fort Lee and then my poor sweet nerd got down on his knees and started crying and saying how much I meant to him. He was so pathetic and so cute. I felt so sorry for him that I took off all my clothes, except for my TotalSurrenders and just got in bed with him. He felt me up a little but we fell asleep pretty fast. Damn, Precious Pony. I’m just one chatty ass-hookah these days. I’m going to sign off, but here’s an Image of me and Lenny at the zoo in Central Park. He’s to the left of the bear. Don’t gag!!!!
GRILLBITCH TO EUNI-TARD:
Dear Precious Panda,
Welcome back, sticky bun! OK, I gotta run to the Pussy sale again, but really quickly, um, I saw the Image you sent and I really don’t know about this Lenny. It’s not like he’s the most disgusting guy I’ve ever seen, but he’s just not the kind of person I pictured you with. I know you’re saying he has all these other qualities but, like, can you imagine how your parents would react if you brought him to their house or to church? Your father would just stare at him, clearing his throat all night long, “ahem, ahem,” and then when he left he’d call you a whore or worse. I’m not saying one way or another, I’m just saying you’re really beautiful and thin so don’t settle. Take your time!
Oh God, I went to my cousin Nam Jun’s wedding and I had to say this like totally vomitatious speech to him and his fat halmoni bride. She’s like five years older than him and has ankles like redwoods. Slap a green visor and a perm on her, that ajumma is done! And the thing is they really love each other, all they kept doing is crying in each other’s arms and she kept feeding him ddok. Sick, I know, but I wonder how I could learn to love somebody like that. Sometimes I walk around as if in a dream, like I’m on the outside looking in, and Gopher and my parents and my brothers are just these ghosts floating past me. Oh, and at the wedding there were all these adorable little girls all painted like cats and wearing little gowns and they kept chasing this little boy around and trying to wrestle him down and I thought of your little cousin Myong-hee. She must be what three by now? I miss her so much I may just drop by your cousin’s house and squeeze her to death! Anyway, welcome home, sweet poontang of mine. Big California kiss your way.
EUNI-TARD: Sally, are you bidding on the gray ankle boots on Padma?
SALLYSTAR: How did you know?
EUNI-TARD: Duh, you’re my sister. And they’re size 30. Anyway, stop bidding, we’re completing against each other.
EUNI-TARD: Oops. COMPETING against each other.
SALLYSTAR: Mom wanted the olive ones, but they didn’t have her size.
EUNI-TARD: I’m going to check out the Retail Corridor at Union Square. Don’t get the olive. You have an apple-shaped body so you should wear only dark below the waist and NEVER, NEVER wear empire-waist tops, which make you look totally top-heavy.
SALLYSTAR: You’re back in the States?
EUNI-TARD: Don’t sound so excited. Are you in D.C.?
SALLYSTAR: Yeah, we just got off the bus. It’s crazy here. There are all these National Guard troops that just got back from Venezuela and they didn’t get the Service Bonus they were promised so they’re marching on the Mall with all their guns.
EUNI-TARD: WITH THEIR GUNS??? Sally, maybe you should like LEAVE.
SALLYSTAR: No, it’s okay. They’re actually pretty nice. It’s not fair what the Bipartisans are doing to them. Do you know how many of them died in Ciudad Bolivar? And do you know many of them are like mentally and physically screwed up for life? So what if the government’s broke? What are they going to do about our troops? They have a responsibility. This is what happens when there’s only one party in charge and we live in a police state. Yeah, I know, I’m not supposed to talk like that over Teens.
EUNI-TARD: Sally, this is ridiculous. Why can’t you march in New York? I’ll march with you if you want, but I don’t want you doing these crazy things by yourself.
SALLYSTAR: Have you been to the house yet? I didn’t hear anything from Mommy.
EUNI-TARD: No. Soon. I don’t want to see dad just yet. Has he been talking about me?
SALLYSTAR: No, but he’s sulking for some reason and we can’t figure out why.
EUNI-TARD: Who cares?
SALLYSTAR: I think Uncle Joon is coming.
EUNI-TARD: Great, dad will have to give him money and he’ll just go to Atlantic City and blow it all. Like dad’s practice has been doing so well that he can afford it.
SALLYSTAR: Where are you staying?
EUNI-TARD: Remember that girl Joy Lee?
SALLYSTAR: From Long Beach? The one who had the armadillo?
EUNI-TARD: She lives downtown now.
SALLYSTAR: Fancy.
EUNI-TARD: Not really. It’s by some projects. But don’t worry, it’s safe.
SALLYSTAR: Reverend Suk’s Crusade is next month. You should come.
EUNI-TARD: I hope you’re joking.
SALLYSTAR: If you don’t want to come to the house you can at least see your family. And maybe you can meet someone. There’s tons of Korean guys at the Crusade.
EUNI-TARD: How do you know I’m still not with Ben?
SALLYSTAR: The white guy from Rome?
EUNI-TARD: Yeah WHITE guy. Wow, Barnard’s really opened your mind.
SALLYSTAR: Don’t be sarcastic. I hate that.
EUNI-TARD: Can’t I just see you and talk to you without having to go to some stupid Geejush event? When are you coming home?
SALLYSTAR: Tomorrow. Want to have dinner at Madangsui tomorrow?
EUNI-TARD: Minus dad.
SALLYSTAR: K.
EUNI-TARD: Love you, Sally! Call me the minute you get out of DC and let me know you’re safe.
SALLYSTAR: I love you too.
EUNI-TARD TO LABRAMOV:
Lenny,
I’m going out shopping, if you come home and the delivery comes, can you please make sure the milk is antibiotic-free not just fat-free this time and that they didn’t forget the Lavazza Qualità Oro Espresso. Then put the veal and the whole branzino in the fridge and set the white peaches out on the countertop, I’ll take care of them later. Don’t forget to put the fish and veal in the fridge, Lenny! And if you’re going to do the dishes please wipe down the countertop. You always leave water all over the place. You’re worried about roaches and water bugs, what do you think they’re attracted to? Have a good day, nerd-face.
Eunice