who's the Scrooge this year?

December 23, alone in a big house somewhere in the northern reaches of Markham.

I wouldn't have it any other way though, I like my solitude time. I'll probably spend a lot of time reading. The most memorable thing I will achieve this winter holiday will probably be reading books 1 to 4 of George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire. That shit is good. There is a plot twist at the end of most chapters, unlike Wheel of Time where there might be two plot twists in an entire 5000 page book if you're lucky. I regret reading the 10 books of Robert Jordan's Wheel of Time. That 50,000 page tome just resulted in giving me the world's most substantial blueballs effect. If you don't know what the hell I'm talking about, it's okay. It's cool to not read am i right guys? Too many of my friends actually think like that. Read something useful sometime you mongoloids. This blog doesn't count. I meant the news, you know, the smelly paper that magically appears every morning on your doorstep covered with little black letters...Hell, even if it's crappy science fiction fantasy with elves and flaming swords ONE DAY, ONE DAY it will become useful when there is an exam tomorrow and poor student (you) has to speed-read through 500 pages of dense jargon that will promptly be forgotten in 48hours after exam.


Counting down 9 more months until life returns to normal. I am going to write in this 'blog' until my Chinese fob accent is no longer detectable in my writing. Yeah, that's how bad it is. (Speech is the part 2 of this remedial plan) After I finally start writing something literate, I'll start on the speech part, which will probably coincide with the Internet's next big thing, SPEECH BASED BLOGGING. Coming sometime in 2010.


Anyone want to invite me to Christmas dinner? I won't talk, I'll just eat. Me so hungry.



Speech-based blogging, zomg. I think we call those podcasts. Whatever, it's all about the packaging.