It is a Saturday, a quiet one. And a rainy one. Great.
As everyone knows, I am a tea addict. I’m having ripe Pu’er today, and it is good. It’s not an expensive one (FYI teas can get extremely expensive. You won’t imagine. Think a 8g lose tea leaves for a price of a BMW), but still great.
I had a talk with my brother-from-another-continent. He wants to get back to CS. I am sure great things are waiting for him. Go get it, brother.
Summer’s coping well in Xia-men. Mr.Park’s cooking some Pasta for me tonight. I have my tea, my laptop, my cigarettes, and it is highly likely that I can pay my F–king rent next week. Things may not be perfect, but they are okay, I presume.