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I'm SomeGuy, 29 years old, residing in Vancouver, BC, Canada. I've studied English Literature, Chinese Martial Arts, and am currently pursuing careers in writing - possibly even in the anime industry itself.
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Chinese New Year was a very, very cold day.
Morning, gotta rush out to meet at the club to pack lions, dragons and drums and stuff into a rental truck. I wasn't thinking much, and I only grabbed the club sweater and no other jackets on top of that.
Or gloves. Or anything else of that nature.
It was rather frosty today. Got to the club to get stuff into the truck. Also quite chilly.
By the time we got to the mall to do our thang . . . well, we were better from riding in cars and whatnot . . .
. . . but then we found out that the performance stage was going to be an OUTDOOR deal so they could use firecrackers.
Eff.
Also, out dragon is mounted on metal poles.
Eff.
At least things got warmer inside once we started doing the lettuce-around-the-mall thing. Except our route was really convoluted and we ended up doing a lot of circles going to the different shops and stuff. That was stupid.
Buuuut, that was done, and considering how much of a total wing-job the entire performance was, it wasn't bad.
So naturally we weren't finished for the day, and had to drive out to a Honda dealership to do a lion dance for them as well.
Outside.
Eff.
Once I got home, I even found the back door open - possibly because someone was walking back and forth earlier, possibly because it's a Chinese New Year good luck thing to open doors and windows and stuff. Either way, draft comin' down the stairs.
Eff.
Other than that, plowed through over half of the long over due pile of Fan Words (it got up to 80!) where naturally most of them never should have been "nominated" in the first place. Or something.
So yeah. The Year of the Ox is thus far a frighteningly cold one. Also, apparently it's not just the Year of the Ox, it's the "Year of the Golden Ox".
Go fig. Whatever. Gong hei fat choi again, fellows.
Eff.
When the heck did it become Chinese New Year?! Man . . . well, Saturday was the first mall lion dance, and today'll be the second (and the main one, as always).
Heh, it's so routine now. I love it . . .
On the work front, nothing's exploded yet, so we'll see how that goes. Other than that, I got an LG Shine with all of our renewed cell phone plans. Seems good so far, we'll see. It also occurs to me that I have a lot of LG toys in the house now - computer monitor, TV, and now cell phone. Stupid Ed is proud of me for supporting the Yin-Yang.
He's Korean like that.
And wow, Gotham Knights is playing on Teletoon right now . . . fancy that. Though I already have it on spectacular Blu-ray, so I think I shall change the channel.
That is all.
If my dad sends me any pictures of last day's performance, I'll probably post some of 'em later.
'Til then, Gung Hei Fat Choi (or Gong Xi Fa Cai if you're weird like that) and all of that stuff. Happy Lunar.
Got a call this morning from work.
Turns out a cheque I let a man use for payment last month didn't go through, and as such he got out with about $800 of stuff on my watch.
I knew we didn't take cheques (so that was already weird), so I called the manager to check with her. She came over, another woman from the front talked me through the process including how to put the guy's "cheque allowance" card numbers into the system. Of course, his card numbers didn't work either because it was apparently missing a digit (which really should have been the second flag at that point). I can probably make an argument that I had a lot of higher-ups helping me through so I don't get hammered completely . . . but yeah.
Sooooooooooo I'm probably boned somewhat harsh. I'll tell ya how it goes.
Serenity. On Blu-ray.
I want my big damn sequel already . . . when a man buys the same movie twice, there oughta be something good to come from that, I reckon.
I do believe I hit one out of the park with that last link to that story about the Halo teen. Lots of fun comments to read back and forth . . . and really, you've gotta be doing something right if someone wants it taken down because it's causing too much discussion.
But I mean c'mon . . . 32 comments is chump change compared to what Kotaku's members did (so far they're up to 128 comments on that particular story, with 346 comments on the original story when it first came out).
Anyway, glad to hear people were interested enough to get involved. And naturally, thanks to Beth for doing what she does best. Love ya Bethers!
Other than that . . . finished Valkyria Chronicles. Considering I got 30 hours of gaming out of a single playthrough, I think I can say it was a good investment. This pleases me.
I'll be off enjoying my three straight days off now. Toodles.
