Oh eww.

Blogger has gone...bubbly. Methinks the new Blogger interface is not to my liking. Bleh. I'm sure it took ages and hours of finger-cramping coding to create it, but it seems...overly simple now. Bubbly.

I am feeling decidely disgruntled. For several reasons: first, after mulling it over for a while, I've come to the conclusion that I am wholly and utterly useless. Really, I don't do anything. At least anything that matters. For two weeks, I've been going to work to file papers, make coffee, keep the inbox from raging out of control and photocopying forms in quadruplicate. Before that, a year of studying computer science, doing assignments that I wasn't really interested in, lazing around and doing nothing. Everyone around me seems to have some purpose or some goal. But no, no, not me. I just meander about doing a whole lot of nothing. I'm even useless in Chinese. I am yut gow fan. How pathetic. And it just sounds that much more brutal in Chinese. Mo liu!. Ouch. Dun juu!. Ooo. Someone hand me a band-aid.

Secondly, I'm feeling kind of lonesome. I'm working full-time, and pretty much everyone else I know is either doing the same or away at school. Is hard to coordinate a time to see each other. And my housemates from last year (essentially my family in Kingston), who I was used to seeing everyday, are all scattered all over the place: Lyd and the Poon in Kingston, Nem in B.C. and Marge way off in the hinterlands of northern Markham (well, she's just hard to get a hold of...not really that far). Am lonely. *sniff* Mom and Stinky Brother are off on conferences in the States. And there's only so much companionship you can derive from a guinea pig. Typical conversation with the Pig:

Me: Hey Pig.
Pig: *freezes*
Me: I said, Hey Pig!
Pig: *thinking* Must remain completely motionless.
Me: Piggy...Piggyyyyyyy!
Pig: No wait. Waaaaait. This means food! WHEEEET! WHEEEEEEEET!
Me: No, no food. You're grossly overweight, Pig.
Pig: WHEEET! WHEEEEEET!!
Me: *poking* Fei juu! FEI JUU!! JUU-JIE!!!
Pig: WHEEET! WHEEEEEET!!
Me: JUU-JIE SEUNG SIK YEH-AH! Well, too bad PIGGY!
Pig: WHEEET! WHEEEEEET!!
Me: Yeah, well, sucks to your asmar, Piggy. Hear that! ASMAR!
Pig: WHEEET! WHEEEEEET!! etc.

Is this my quarter-life crisis? If it is, you'd think I'd have had it when I turned twenty and left my teen years behind forever. Nope nope nope.