Signs of life.

It starts with a stirring, the rustling of leaves or the blinking of a half asleep eyelid. Then, it gradually gains momentum, the whispers of a few gradually becoming the roar of a large, teeming mass, unstoppable in its power.

This is the sound of revival. Go Fuzz!

In any case, this is a good time to update people on my whereabouts. When the blog adjourned, I was slogging through the tedium of my last year of medical school. Now, those days have ended and I've resurfaced as a resident at a busy, inner city hostpial in downtown Toronto. I'm living in downtown Toronto also, but my apartment does not sound quite as spacious as the madman's. No floor to celing windows here, just the joys of a short walk to work through Chinatown, and being within walking distance of the comic shop and a smattering of decent restaurants.

Long live the angryasianman.com!