Today, for the first time in so many months, I logged into MySpace.  It has changed quite a bit (understatement) and become an almost mirror of Facebook.

I didn’t bother to have a snoop around as I only logged in to delete my account¹.  All I got from first glance was the similarity in commenting and the “people you may know” box.

Where is originality?

P.s. Why – when clicking “cancel account” – was I asked whether I’d like my full name to appear on my soon-to-be-gone profile?  Logic fail.

P.p.s. I also deleted my Twitter account and some other accounts.  Similary due to inactivity – although Twitter was a more spur of the moment thing .  So yep, I went on an account cancelling frenzy. ²

1. Should get an award for being the most productive user.  Joke. [↩]
2. Oops, a little off topic, heh. [↩]

Meet my Grandma’s dog, Moron.

Don't let the photo fool you, he is in fact a lazy dog.

Well, his name is actually Lucky but my Grandma speaks Hakka so doesn’t realise or know that my aunty named him Lucky.  Poor dog, I know.  His name is roughly translated from a Hakka cursing phrase: “Bok Thai Lan”¹, it could be worse though.

If anyone can shed some light on the breed of Lucky – or any other interesting fact – your more than welcome to share them.   Plus, I’d feel less stupid when asked by friends.

I wish I could train him to be more active and actually feed him some proper dog food² but the lucky (no pun intended) dog is all the way in Hong Kong.  All I know is his favourite foods are fish bones and pork bones.

Sleeping. ^^

Didn’t realise how hard he’d be to photograph, without looking like a splodge of black paint, haha.

1. Something like that, I’m not great with phonetics.  I’m also not entirely sure if I’ve even translated it right.  It’s not a nice phrase though, I know that much. [↩]
2. He’s basically given my grandma’s dinner left-overs. [↩]