The train of thought which never quite left the station...
I think I am entitled to say this, "Finally". I have my own blogsite.
Its a feeble attempt to help myself keep up with the times, being the technophobe that I am. I don't know why, but everything electronic that I touch, seems to die on me the instant I touch it. Well, we'll see. If you can read this blog, it means the computer was still alive when I was last working on it.
I've always wanted to publish a book of poems or something using the title of this entry:
"The train of thought which never quite left the station". It aptly describes what kind of person I am. So random, so slow. I have a day job, so I don't expect myself to be updating this blog everyday. If I am, then my boss would have to fire me. But as I have already made a disclaimer in the earlier sentence, I am slow. So.
What spurred me to sign up for this blog is my latest fascination, pride and joy: maomao. The only sad thing you'll ever know is that my hubby and I have not been able to fashion a name for him. Thing is, he responds to maomao so I guess that's all that matters isn't it?


1 Comments:
Ah, finally someone has decided to be brave enough to venture into blogland.
'maomao' seems utterly perplexed in the photo. All you lacked was him carrying a card that read out his name and serial number to complete the mug shot. A side profile would have been super too! Then again, it's asking quite a alot from a cat (to sit still and pose).
Btw, is there a 'gougou' or a 'shushu' in the house as well?
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