I worked on the translation of Mel's counter statement last night.
The 8-inch thick Sinomax mattress was folded and shuffled under the IKEA Antonius wall mount workbench. I slept on it. My arms had a hard time moving around.

China-born, Hongkong-raised, Canada-educated, non-trinitarian preteristic low-GI Chinese Canadian Cancer man with hitchhiker's thumbs now in his thirties. He proposed and married to a mainland Chinese girl after the first date in Guangzhou, China. He's pondering moving to Yunnan for its all year round cool climate.

Valentine's Day is today. My blithe unconcern to XH's call from Hunan was a mistake. I was not in the mood to chit-chat at the moment she called. I was in the office where it was quite and others can hear what I say.
I tried to call her back later after work and she told me she had to go to shower and no time to chat.
Moody. Sign.
I had these kind of mood swing, too. I don't blame her. Mood swing sounds like an overstatement, seriously.
I made a purchase. I bought a Logitech V470 Bluetooth wireless mouse. I searched it on Taobao and physically travel to the store to pay for it. 355 RMB it was. I was thinking if I should give it as a gift to IT for she said she's gonna take me to Hongkong as her tour guide to pick up the Apple Macbook Air.
Recovering from the cold, I still got minor symptom of nasal congestion.
I created a new label called "expense." I guess the V470 deserves an inauguration of a new label. Talking about expense, yesterday, I gave XM (my wife's brother) 400 RMB to recharge his phone call to make call to his family in Hunan. XH has been telling me for a couple of days how she was unable to reach her brother through phone. XH is young. I don't know how's going to develop into a man. He's still much a kid.
He reminds me of XSS. I wonder how he's going to cope with the society once he got out four years later. I would really hope if there is anything that I can do to help. On the other hand, helping is not a nice way to put it somehow. Who I am to help anyway. I'm just a 30 something man still having trouble cooking a decent meal for myself. I'm not talking about being officious. I'm talking about offering the silly advice that more mature man, such as XSS, may laugh at.
Exactly.
Who am I to advice anyway!