Chinese New Year is so un-Chinese New Year this time. Other than having to watch Music Station Super Live, everything else was a snore fest. First, I’m stuck at home. That’s coz the car broke down (can’t get it fixed till Monday coz all the mechanics are having a wonderful CNY opposed to mine). Second, there was an electrical cut for hours yesterday morning, disrupting my sleep, and burning the skin off my back. Third, I see fewer relatives this year, and for some reason, they’re relatively inactive. Maybe they’re all on drowsy medication. And finally the fussy auntie didn’t call at all. She calls every CNY. Big, big, surprise. Although I hate being forced to go to her place, not going meant significantly less ang pau.
With all the inactivity, Runawaycat’s steamboat count is still at one. Perhaps I should change it to Runawaycat’s days rotting at home count. The latter would win without even having to compete.
CNY 2008 vocabulary: uncanny, uninteresting, un-active, unimaginable, un-happening, So Un-CNY.
Short entry? That's coz the yakuza has more things to say. The cat's in a mess now.


