#HipsterHanna

HIPSTER GOOFY GOLF!

It's official: I am super easy to creep on!  You can creep on me on at at least three different social networking sites (google+, twitter¹, facebook), this blog, and of course there's the old-fashioned (but always classic) through-the-window method.  Not that being more accessibly creep-able will increase the number of people that actually creep on me, but it's nice to think that it might.

This is ALSO official: I am addicted to social media!

On a more Sirius note, I had to make at least one Harry Potter allusion.  It wouldn't feel right if I didn't.

¹ If you'd like to follow my twitter, I'm HipsterHanna.  (Hey, that's the title of this post!)  I thought it'd be more fun if I posed as a caricature of myself.  Also, who doesn't love alliteration?

(Most likely but not definitely) Last Harry Potter-related blog!

Tonight I realized something.  Reminiscing over pictures is the equivalent of living our lives vicariously through ourselves.  ANOMALY!  I realized this as I was looking through pictures from my recent trip to Wizarding World of Harry Potter.  As I was browsing through the album of my trip, I thought Man, butterbeer sounds great, I wish I drank butterbeer.  That was, until I realized that I did drink butterbeer, and it was me in the picture.  Silly me.  Anyway, I don't know whether to be impressed by my discovery or saddened by how pathetically nostalgic I am.  I think I'll go with both.

In all honesty, I highly encourage anyone who doesn't mind spending unbelievable amounts of money on things they don't really need to go to Wizarding World.  Everything is overpriced, it's overcrowded, and it's not at all how you'd imagined Hogsmeade or Hogwarts to really be.  I can't imagine a better way to live out my childhood fantasies.  Did I mention the butterbeer?  It really is fantastic.

Behind us you see the Hogwarts Express, and to your right you see sexy biddies.

Aforementioned butterbeer shot.

Dreary looking picture of a sign.

My future home.  

I admit, the likelihood of Hogwarts being my future home is pretty low.  Given the economic climate, I highly doubt I'd be able to afford such a place.  But once the housing market is more reliable, I think I'll be able to purchase an affordable place, preferably in one of the towers.  Can anyone say penthouse, woot woot!

You know you're Korean when...

The other night, I walked into the kitchen to grab myself a midnight snack.¹  As I was looking for something to eat, I noticed there were brownies that Jennifer had made.  I ignored them, and promptly grabbed a bowl, which I immediately filled with rice and kimchi.  It was delicious, but when given a choice between a brownie and Korean food, who thinks to themselves I think I'll go with the rice and pickled cabbage?  I'll give you a hint...THIS GUY.²  But it's not my fault; I'm predisposed to make decisions like that.  Afterall, I'm Korean.³  Anyway, the moral of this story is YOU KNOW YOU'RE KOREAN WHEN...

• As a child, instead of having normal birthday parties your mom invited all of her friends from church for bible study
• You play the piano/violin/guitar/all of the above
• Circle, cycle, so cool, soccer, sock, school, and sucker all sound the same
• Your mother has had or does have a crazy ajuma perm
• One or both of your parents are Korean⁴
• You know what the word "HWIGHTING" means
• You've shouted HWIGHTING, and immediately had someone echo it back
• You hate when people mistake kimbap for sushi

If 8/8 of these apply to you, you're probably Korean.  Congratulations!  Now go celebrate the Korean way by buying yourself some soju (Korean rice wine), getting incredibly drunk at karaoke, almost getting into a fight outside of some bar, and blacking out.  Actually, that's a pretty universal way to celebrate things.  Do it anyway.

¹ It was actually a 2:30 snack, but that doesn't have quite the same ring to it.
² I am not a guy.
³ Half-Korean. Half AMURRCAN.
4 This one's a given.

Harry Potter and the Box Office Record for Third Highest Grossing Film of all Time*

Yup, it happened.  Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II is the third highest grossing film of all time, surpassing Lord of the Rings: Return of the King.  Come on guys, say it with me: We're number 3! We're number 3!

In other news, I started a netflix account.  It is quite possibly the best decision I've ever made.  Creator of netflix, if by some chance you've stumbled upon my humble blog and are reading this, I would like to thank you.  Thank you for making all the seasons of Scrubs available for me to watch, thereby making the world a better place.  You couldn't be more of a hero if you were say, a doctor, or a teenage boy who has the onus of saving the entire world from the Dark Lord.  

Actually, that's a lie.  If I ever needed an appendectomy, I'd probably go with Harry.

*Imma let you finish, but Avatar and Titanic are the highest grossing films of all time...OF ALL TIME.

My comeback.

So, I have commitment phobia.  (Fun fact: there is no fun word for the fear of commitment, it's just commitment phobia.)   That explains why it's been so long since I've blogged; it requires too much commitment.  I hate having to blog regularly, knowing that if I don't my blog is going to make me feel guilty for not "giving it enough attention."  I can't use another blogging site without my blog getting jealous, and accusing me of things I haven't done (at least things I didn't do sober ;] ).  Sometimes it's cute when we're together, but most of our time is spent arguing and when we're apart I forget what even drew me to my blog in the first place.

I may be underemphasizing my trip to Las Vegas as a reason for not blogging in awhile.  Cue the pictures!