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Sunday, January 25, 2004

It's 5:48am on a Sunday morning. What am I doing online blogging at such a time? Am I such a geeky technophile that I jump at every opportunity to crack open my laptop and blog away on any stupid little thing that jumps to mind? You can decide for yourself the answer to this question at the end of this entry.

About 45 minutes ago I woke up from my sleep to some terrible coughing. Who's terrible coughing? Mine. I was coughing for such a long time that apparently I had even incorporated it into my dreams. In my dreams I was engaged in a deep conversation with someone but it was constantly interrupted with my coughs. It slowly became annoying to the both of us. The annoyance continued for a while before I gradually woke up and realized that the conversation was in fact a dream but the coughs weren't. I was, in actuality, coughing long and hard during my sleep for some time already. If coughing hurts one's throat, I think I may have done some serious damage to mine already.

I am going through a cold. Apparently I'm at the coughing stage of it. The cough-my-throat-out-like-I-no-longer-need-it-anymore stage. I don't have any medicine to take for this cold or for this annoying cough because I didn't to go to the doctor. One, I've been very busy at work. Two, I've always hated going to the doctors. They're no help most of the time anyway.

So I got up at first and rummaged through our medicine cabinet to look for some cough medicine. Found a bottle of Dimetapp. But it expired way back in Dec 2002. Yikes. Tossed that in the trash. Rummaging some more, I found nothing else. Then as I went to the kitchen to get a drink of cool water to soothe my throat, I found a bottle of what seems to be prescription cough syrup prescribed to my dad. That also expired. But only 2 days ago. Since it's in the kitchen rather than stored away in the medicine cabinet, I think my dad is still taking it. From that I decided this medicine is still good. I took 2 teaspoons of it as the direction says. Yes, the minty syrup soothed my throat down a bit. Then I went back to bed.

It's been 45 minutes since I took the 2-day-expired cough syrup. I'm still coughing and I can't get back to sleep. There's nothing on TV. My eyes are too tired to read. What else is there for me to do as I suck on a cough drop to calm down my cough before I wake up the rest of the house with it? This was when I whipped out my laptop to go online. When IE opened, I remembered I haven't been blogging much lately. A friend of mine, who apparently reads my mumbo jumbo regularly (I don't know why), had complained to me last week that there's nothing new to read on my blog recently. So here's to you my friend (you have to be if you're reading this).

So back to the opening question, am I a geeky technophile to be blogging at this wee moment of the morning? Or am I just a whiny cat who takes in every opportunity to whine about my ill situations? You decide.

Thursday, January 22, 2004

Speaking of CNY, did you know that the Lunar calendar is at year 4072? Wow, that's more than double the western calendar. Amazing. If reincarnation exists, wonder how many cycle it's up to already. What version of Googi is this? Version 59.0 (estimating 70 years per lifetime/reincarnation)?
Hoping to cash in on a little CNY luck, everyone in my office, all the 10 of us, chipped in $5 each to buy 50 Lotto tickets. So if on Monday this office suddenly becomes empty with no one showing up to work, you all know why.
Happy Chinese New Year everyone! I love CNY. It's one of the rare times of year when everyone in my family comes home for a festive dinner together. My parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, nieces, nephews, the whole clan. Since we do not live together and since we all have our own busy schedules, it's hard to gather everyone together on a regular basis. We don't even get together for "big" holidays like Christmas or Thanksgiving. We say we want to but it never happens. But for CNY, we make it happen. It's no wonder CNY is my favorite holiday of the year. Now if only we can get the day off from work...