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On the last day of my three-year warranty, I finally took my Toshiba Portégé to the repair center in Kowloon Bay. And on the last day of the Year of the Pig, it was returned to me, with a brand new keyboard and hard disk. It's a bitch having to reinstall everything, but at least it no longer takes half an hour to boot up my computer.

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After too many days of suffering from the icy toes syndrome despite constantly hiding under the weight of multiple layers of insulation, J and I decided to get two pairs of fuzzy slippers to keep our feet warm at home. We walked around all day today between Women's Street in Mong Kok and Temple Street in Yo Mama Tei looking for the shoe-shaped kind that wrapped around the heals as well, but had no luck finding ones big enough to fit J's fat feet. I finally settled for a pair of Totoro slippers and J a pair of Yoshi (which was still too small) just before dinner time, at $50 each. Of course, it's only natural that winter ended at the precise moment the $100 left J's hands.

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If I were still working at MPL, tomorrow would be a day of red-packet collecting, gambling, company-paid dim sum lunch, and leaving early for more gambling at the boss' home. This is the first time since I quit that I miss my old job.

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It's amazing how little time it takes for someone who despises tabloids as I do to turn into a complete sucker for everything Edison Chen.

Summer of 2000, I spotted a cute guy at Pacific Place one day and made a casual comment about him to my then boyfriend. I had been out of touch with Hong Kong's entertainment industry for too long and was only told later ― when I no longer remembered the incident ― that the cute guy was Edison Chen, a then new singer/whatever. Despite his mediocre work, I’ve always thought he was at least pretty to look at. Just hadn’t thought I'd get to see so much of him one day.

Coincidentally, my then boyfriend thought Cecilia Cheung was a goddess. I can't imagine how happy he is now.