09 18 02

my poor clothes.

My washer and dryer are both broken. The ghetto fabulousness of east vancouver has silently crept up on me. My washer seems too leak water when faced with a full load. So it’s only half loads until I (somehow) fix the problem. My dryer seems to function like a normal dryer except for the super-extra loud whirrrring and the simple fact that it doesn’t seem dry clothes.

So what are my options? well, I only have one: hanging my laundry out to dry. Something I haven’t done since 1990 back in the motherland. I’m sure my neighbors will get a good laugh from my Simpsons boxer shorts and my “I’m blogging this” t-shirt hanging out in the patio to dry. That is, of course, they know what blogging even is.

9:25 am

I've never been good at writing about me/site pages. It seems too much like self-promotion and being the stereotypical passive-agressive asian; I would rather walk around a crowd and into a train rather than interact with a bunch of people. I'm shy that way, which also contradicts this website that talks about me and my life. My friends and family would care to disagree though, since they've seen my crazy & loud side. More »