tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post6791520612880131978..comments2023-10-18T23:33:04.236+09:00Comments on Wonju Wife: I Reserve the Right to Ragedaniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08947165860090623195noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-1633015999015319442008-07-24T11:10:00.000+09:002008-07-24T11:10:00.000+09:00I agree with beloved: absolutely reserve the right...I agree with beloved: absolutely reserve the right to rage! Especially if you make them as funny and entertaining as this one. The world needs more spit and vinegar, if it can be poetry at the same time. ("Where did you go, Oscar Wilde? The literati turns its lonely eyes to you, Oo-oo-oo")<BR/><BR/>An entertaining rant is fun from time to time, for the sheer drama and histrionics, it can be high entertainment -- some of the best speeches in film and drama were frothing-at-the-mouth rants -- <BR/><BR/>chronic complaining is just dull and a life-suck. It destroys my will to live, and the people who do it find their number deleted from my phone.<BR/><BR/>I think there's a time and place for a rant, and a time and place for a critique, and even a time and place for chronic complaining (into a bit knuckle, or a pillow); as long as the rant knows its a rant, and isn't pretending to be sociological commentary, and thus, can be taken for what it is, and enjoyed as a piece of high drama and entertaining polemic.Roboseyohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06308196436612993379noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-30818897964788889242008-07-23T10:06:00.000+09:002008-07-23T10:06:00.000+09:00You could put me on a Google reader and that way y...You could put me on a Google reader and that way you would see everytime I've updated. It's actually a really great way to keep up with the blogs you like to read. That's how I do it! <BR/>And singing attorneys? Sounds interesting! I know the MARTA is rough, too!daniellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08947165860090623195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-82869589267840296962008-07-22T23:25:00.000+09:002008-07-22T23:25:00.000+09:00First off, I want to let you know that I do check ...First off, I want to let you know that I do check in every few days to see if there's a new post--you wouldn't happen to know if there's an "ALERT--NEW BLOG BY FANTASTIC AUTHOR" button, would you?<BR/><BR/>Secondly, I am beginning to feel your pain of public transit. We do not have ajummas here (at least, we don't call them that, but I am pretty sure they exist), but things do get awfully crowded on MARTA on my way home, and I've been the victim of elbows, shoulders, hips, bags, and bicycles. I feel your pain.<BR/><BR/>Thirdly, you are absolutely entitled to your rage! It makes me appreciate my non-air-conditioned lobby with singing attorneys. At least I don't have a class full of snot-nosed children waiting on me after my commute. =)Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10216854198612418830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-48950360195978821022008-07-22T04:56:00.000+09:002008-07-22T04:56:00.000+09:00here's how i feel about it. if you spend 24 hours ...here's how i feel about it. if you spend 24 hours a day complaining to your boyfriend, there's a problem. if you write one blog a day raging about your commute or whatever else deserves it that day, then that is a healthy release! and it makes the boston trains not seem QUITE so bad...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-84494794399794859562008-07-21T07:31:00.000+09:002008-07-21T07:31:00.000+09:00uhhh...one of THOSE days huh :( The Metro can be p...uhhh...one of THOSE days huh :( The Metro can be pretty bad sometimes too - boys peeking up skirts if you're standing up or looking down shirts if you're sitting down, loud teens and tourists, grumpy commuters...but at least there is AIR CONDITIONING! ^_^<BR/><BR/>Nothing like a non air conditioned bus for you to appreciate a car even during rush hour XDAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-70621827680863436222008-07-21T06:11:00.000+09:002008-07-21T06:11:00.000+09:00I say Rage away, because you do make me appreciate...I say Rage away, because you do make me appreciate the fact that I sit in my comfortable air conditioned car, all by myself, and lesiurely drive to work. And without traffic at that. So see? You're making the world a better place. <BR/><BR/>And I love the Ajummas. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-13764466528070081452008-07-21T00:50:00.000+09:002008-07-21T00:50:00.000+09:00I think there is a very distinct difference betwee...I think there is a very distinct difference between raging and constant chronic complaining. <BR/><BR/>Once upon a time, I, too was 25 and living in Korea (and dating my Korean boyfriend, btw). I raged a lot, particularly when sardined into careening modes of transportation at 5 zillion degrees and 100% humidity. It's par for the course. The constant chronic complaining? Not so much. <BR/><BR/>Your writing is fabulous!Belovedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01249852526655365590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-324966144712687494.post-15769542288512230932008-07-20T06:26:00.000+09:002008-07-20T06:26:00.000+09:00You are a real writer. You make rants funny. And y...You are a real writer. You make rants funny. And you are that rare creature, a real human being!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com