I deleted my facebook account on Sunday. It’s now Thursday, and the info and pictures won’t actually be deleted until next next Sunday. Yep, it takes two weeks for them to delete an account. I doubt all my info and pictures will be deleted permanently. There are probably backups hidden away somewhere in an underground facility in Texas. Just like in the movies.
Why delete the account? The reasons are many. The main reason is a personal reason, which in retrospect won’t be helped by posting all my information publicly on the web, but I’ve done it nonetheless! Other reasons for my getting drastic are discussed here and here I’ll be using this blog from now on to keep family and friends updated with my life over here in the Magical Middle Kingdom.
Today I met my friend Kenny in T-Mall and we had lunch in the Spaghetti House. They had a vegetarian lasagne that wasn’t bad. I really liked the soup. Can’t remember what is was called now, but it was delicious.
Yesterday I had dinner with another friend and was entertained with a Chinglish sign on the way to the bathroom.
That’s right. It’s not the toilet anymore. It’s the Hoilet. Now you know.
While waiting for a taxi the other day, Kenny and I noticed a woman waiting to cross the road holding her baby carriage out onto the road while she waited on the side-walk. We didn’t think it was the smartest thing to do with your baby, but we aren’t parents yet. So what do we know?
