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I realized it’s been such a long time since I’ve written anything. I’ve been really busy with helping at The Warehouse, and really didn’t have any free time. For the last couple of weeks before the opening, I was at the bar almost every night, until 2:00 or 3:00 am. Mostly, I was helping with designing different aspects of the bar, painting, and just general cleaning up.

Opening night on February 20th turned out really well. From 8-10pm, the place was full. Michael had come in earlier in the night with some of his students. After awhile, the students noticed that people were trying to come in, but had to leave because there were not seats available. In response, the students left, so that other people could come in! Isn’t that nice? Go back home, and you wouldn’t see anyone leave a bar or club, so that other people could enjoy the place too. Last week’s opening was mainly a small opening for friends and friends of friends. There was absolutely no advertising, and on opening night, there wasn’t even a sign up. This week has been a test period - organizing the menu and the logistics of running a bar. This Friday will be the public opening. There’s supposed to be a banner outside, and "Grand Opening" plants that friends and associates send to wish good luck. I’d like to see how it goes, but I’ll be in Seoul on Friday night for Club Night.

My school’s taking a day off on Friday, so I’ll end up having a four day weekend. I’ll head up to Seoul Friday morning and spend the day doing some touristy things. I like the idea of having a free day, while everyone else will be going about their day, busy with work or school. It’ll feel like playing hookie, and wherever I go won’t be as busy as it would be on a weekend.

Yesterday, I saw Cold Mountain. I didn’t know too much about it, other than who was starring in it, and that it’s up for Best Picture of the Year. I’ve also seen Lost in Translation, and thought Cold Mountain was a better film. Cold Mountain was slow at points, but I felt the story was more interesting and I got more out of it than Lost in Translation. I’ve always thought Nicole Kidman was a pretty woman, but in some scenes, she was really beautiful in a simple looking way. I could see where some think she’s a striking beauty. Her skin seems to be made of flawless porcelain.

Today and yesterday were such blustery days. The wind was blowing everything around! I could hardly even scoot around, and the dust was torture to my contacts. Yellow dust is just around the corner.