dear lanet,

you have to, have to stop pushing me to update my blog. every time i see one of those exhortations i feel obliged (like the relentlessly all-round nice guy i am) to write a post, no matter how uninspired and pointless, just to humour you.

why can't you allow me to let my blog languish and eventually go up to join your countless past blogs and all of yan and krit's deleted blogs, up in the Big Recycle Bin in the Sky?

sincerely,
lance

p.s. i might be persuaded to crank out a post every now and then if you would, too. but at twice the frequency of mine!

p.p.s. no, thrice!




in secondary school english, we used to have this section of our essay - whoops, compo - paper where we had to write a formal letter, right? i vaguely recall that.

that was silly.




you know when you buy products which come with a warranty card, you're supposed to fill it up and post it out to the manufacturer within 14 days of purchase in order to validate the warranty?

and the store is supposed to stamp the date of purchase on the warranty, but never do, nudge nudge wink wink say no more, so you can have technically have a lifetime warranty, but never do?

well i tried to validate the warranty for an electronic product i bought 5 years ago.

and Sharp, those skeptical bastards, refuse to send me my validated warranty certificate!

evil symbol of monolithic oppression! capitalist pigs! great satan!

i like those phrases.

sorry, Sharp. you guys aren't really the great satan. and i don't think you're an evil symbol of monolithic oppression - in fact i'm not even sure what that means.

but i'm standing by capitalist pigs!

hah!




interview tomorrow - rather, this afternoon.
kind of nervous.

on one hand i can't help wanting to do my best. but on the other hand i'm not even sure i want it, so...

crap.