Okay now I get the "Derek Zoolander Center For Children Who Can't Read Good And Wanna Learn To Do Other Stuff Good Too" group, NOW I get it, thank you (and can hence join it, although there really is no reason for a facebook group to have over two thousand members).

I also no longer have tolerance for heat, as if that needed to be declared dramatically. Yesterday after meeting Yuwei for dinner at Essential Brews, or place-you-will-most-definitely-run-into-someone-familiar-from-early-or-present-years (modest Thursday night count: we saw one friend each), she kindly accompanied me on muddled route because my mind was suddenly wiped blank of correct bus-stop that would lead me home. I was entirely plastered with sweat and it was only a couple of minutes outside, and in the evening at that.

On second thought, that restaurant is very Youki Singe tea-room, without the restless and posed sophistication (too much of A Collection of Beauties at the Height of Their Popularity).

Later I overheard a probably-PRC girl in conversation with her mother, characteristic because neither bothered to keep their voices down in a disagreement; it was wonderful to hear the girl face down her mother's negativism in halting but spot-on arguments about language and Finding Home (it also made me miss you unreasonably and uncalculatedly).

My sister also finally called from China, after annoying silence that caused the whole family to assume she had been abducted by village moguls.