The Pursuit of Capital Letters

Today, I woke up at 3pm, lazed online for two hours before Leena came over with Juno, watched Juno, had an amusing conversation with ahteo, floated around cyberspace with Shiyun, watched a Stephen Chow with my siblings (the floor turned out sparkling clean because we kept rofl-ing ^.^v), and watched the Champions League final. The connection screwed up half the time, the commentary was in Spanish (sim espanol~), the resolution was itty gritty, but it was still something. It was still soccer at the highest level. Hehe, it was still a great day. :) And then, there is tomorrow!

( And tomorrow! turned out to be )

My mother is the ultimate Adam Lambert fan. After weeks and weeks of following American Idol, this was the text message I received at 1005 this morning: "The one who is not Adam won. :-( Very sad. ;-(" HAHA. Her whole-hearted dedication is admirable; there is only Adam and notAdam. Having said that, WHY NOT ADAM!? It's a Mad World out there. (Punning with music&lyrics on AI has become Dilys' and my favourite pastime. We find it kind of funny, We find it kind of sad. :D)

Anyway, what is the point of all these minute epiphanies, all these small triumphs? In the end, I am just trying to explain away and/or compensate for the banality and/or tedium of days. :/ I learnt a new word today: "parochial". How befitting.