Chinese New Year (to me) means money, food and lots of little superstitions which don't mean anything but are followed anyway. It's good. I did nothing today, apart from eat, sleep and sing(star). Woohoo. I think that I've damaged my vocal chords by singing an octave too low. Everything seems to decline in traditional-ness each year.
Congratulations for reading through this little rant of mine. Not really a rant, but, yeah.
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