Nothing Happens Pretty Often

Mom finally listened to my songs. I'm suddenly not sure at all if it was a good idea to let her sensitive ears anywhere near my creations. With her suggestions, seems the album won't be released till 2013 after all. Back to the studio for me.

Ok, just emerged from the home studio.

Good news: album release is being pushed (pulled?) to this year.
Bad news: it's getting pushed up because making it significantly better is a pain in the ass and takes way too much skills and patience. My patience is tied up keeping my pants from falling down, so the album's going to have to suck it up and suck a little more.

The latest developments concerning OCD:

Pei: my roommate was cleaning up the balcony. I was helping her.
Mark: by yelling at her to clean faster?
Pei: she is a monica indeed. I kept telling her, it's ok it's ok...
Pei: but she wouldn't listen. :D
Pei: I don't mind there is trash on the balcony.
Pei: I don't live on the balcony
Mark: hmm, so we have 4 degrees of people
Mark: ur roommate doesn't care if there's trash on the moon
Mark: u don't care if there's trash on the balcony
Mark: i don't care if there's trash in my room
Mark: and mario doesn't care if there's trash in his breakfast cereal

...I feel like we're missing a degree in between the last two. And Franco with his putting-trash-in-the-fridge needs to be in there somewhere.

On Americans:

Pei: americans like turtles
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Mark: do u think americans have actually been on the moon?
Madelyn: not really...
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Pei: how slow american clocks run
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Pei: I blame american everything
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Pei: I believe americans are weird
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Pei: yea americans need help
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Pei: of course I know. and I know the reasons too. I think it's because american faces are too big.
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Pei: u ignorant american people
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Mark: i'm an american
Zhang: qu ! (get away from me)
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Zhang: sorry, forgot u r american
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Zhang: silly american cannot understand

Oof, Chinese people sure have a lot to say about Americans, especially when looked at out of context.

Today was low on ideas for blog-writing, so Madelyn helped me out:

Madelyn: what about a glass of water
Madelyn: what will you think of when you see a glass of water

Hmm...who knows what I would have thought of before. Now I'm doomed (blessed?) to think of this conversation.

Madelyn: haha
Mark: haha is an idea or just haha-ing?

Inspiration, where are you?