meet xiaxue

i have been stalking her since 2003.

she’s hong kong’s biggest blogger and she’s been in the paper and has a bunch of endorsements and other vapid shit. she is shamelessly in love with herself and i guess if i was smarter i would be copying her every move and would be getting free shit all the time also. i’ve written her before and she didn’t write back. i’ve said snarky things in her comments, which were not published.

anyway toronto, what am i doing wrong? do i need to have 100 strands of hair sewn into my head at 2 bucks per? do i need to come across as more stupid?

i guess i need to lose weight and yeah i imagine everything good that may or may not happen to me in the months to come has everything to do with my weight.

so there is xiaxue, her comments essentially are that of fat nerdy glasses wearing dudes kissing her ass. i don’t read them. nor her blog really. her boyfriend is some white guy that appeared out of the blue some months back and they went on a trip together to hollywood and she made him dye his hair blond and it looked BAD, way bad and he has a comb-over type hairstyle which i imagine is what asians picture in their heads when they think of americans, bad hair, dockers, leave it to beaver attitude?

anyway xiaxue we can be friends if you want i promise i will act 100% not irritated by everything you say and/or do.

in yer blog circles and country you are considered “controversial” and really do you agree with that? the only thing controversial about you as far as i am concerned is fuck, i can’t think of a funny joke, is uh, your, longwindedness? fuck.