You lost me at carrots

We had a five-day weekend here. FIVE DAY WEEKEND. I gotta say, HK sure knows how to milk its holidays. (Gravesweeping festival what? Screw my ancestors; I ate pizza and then played Harvest Moon.) I did venture down the memory lane when I found my old MP3 player and major flashbacks to 2006. So technically I was sweeping the grave of dead music. Or something. Whatever. Also discovered amongst the ruins of my previous Canadian life: an A.J. kidfic written four years ago. It's not as bad as I remembered. In fact, it's probably better than the shit I write now, which is mostly FUCK FUCK FUCKERS WE'RE COUNTERCLAIMING FUCK SEE YOU IN FUCKING COURT MOTHERFUCKERS.

Brief recap: this is the original A.J. universe in which Alex had a baby when she was 16 and Lorelai is desperately in love with her but they are horrid bitches to each other and much angst ensues. Not my favorite universe, probably because Chad doesn't exist in it.

( tales of a fourth grade nothing )

Okay, that was a little disgusting with its child-like earnestness. I'll be back to Chad and his giving Kristen Bell the clap tomorrow.