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Time to fire the ayi

Beau and I have decided it's time to end our relationship with the ayi. While we were at first ambivalent about hiring a local woman to clean our house, we quickly embraced the luxury, only for the relationship to deteriorate into a source of resentment and frustration. She gladly took on the task of cooking meals for us when she came three times a week, but has evidently decided this is her only task. In the past four months, she has used more cooking oil than soap or laundry detergent. The bottle of floor cleaner has been collecting dust under the kitchen sink.



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Happy Holidays!

Fireworks on Hengshan Lu
Today is Chinese New Year, Valentine's Day and -- according to Beau -- the start of Carnivale (which means Mardi Gras is this coming Tuesday). It's raining and cold outside now (sleet was coming down last night) so the fireworks have stopped for the moment. I can't say I'm not happy about that. I dig Chinese New Year fireworks: Where else can you walk out of a bar into Willy Wonka's Warzone where Roman candles are exploding with a deafening noise just a few meters from drunken spectators, lighting up the night sky in trippy rainbows and making the air smoky and dense. It's unreal and beautiful. However, that environment is not conducive to sleep, so when the rain won out today around 10am, I was glad to sneak in a few more Zs. However, I expect I will have to pay for it later as I am sure every household still has cartons and crates of fireworks that have yet to reach their full potential.


Fireworks on Hengshan Lu


for the love of all that is holy i am not going to talk to you again you dummy

I am never going to win a pissing contest without the hardware, but I would like to point out that if I stop arguing with an idiot it's not because he's right, it's because he's a damned fool and I would sincerely rather address my cuticles and chew on my plastic straw than waste my breath on him.



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