Title

I've come to realize, through the use of titles prefacing every blog entry I've written, how different of writing styles I had while writing on Xanga (years back then), and then now, on Blogger.

Titles, like what Randal says to Dante in Clerks, does not necessarily dictate behavior. But it definitely plays a big role in shaping personal expectations and direction. With the title function as well as the ability to paste photos on Blogger readily available and used to undoubtedly devastatingly witty effect by myself, I've realized my writing (ie. blogging, nonsense) has become more focused, with a sense of directional narrative. That's not to say that my stream-of-consciousness rants back in the day lacked any semblance of direction, but those entries were scattershot, at best.

This is not an observation or literary critique of the meaningfulness/uselessness of titles. Can't an observation be just that?

Other than that, I'm glad this week is over. One failed interview at a company I really liked, and one moderately successful interview at a company I'm mildly interested in, along with spicy Sichuan food almost every single Gad-dang night has led to me shuffling around my seat in discomfort due to the large hemorrhoid growing around the north-east quadrant of my brown-eye. I'm thinking being in a serious relationship and planning hardcore for the future, while receiving my nth rejection in China has led to some serious 上火 action up around my anus.

The hemorrhoidal cream helps. As does the depository, which is a first for myself. Also, the knowledge that I have a loving mother and father(s), brother, sister, an awesome girlfriend, awesome soon-to-be-probably-maybe-parents-in-law, my friends back home and my friends that'll be visiting, and my good health, disbarring the hemorrhoids, helps immensely as well.