Greetings, readers!
Long time, as usual, no see.
I thought about you tonight. The purported anonymous reader, the caring webizen, the fellow xangarian. Allllll you people who are supposedly out there, supposedly reading my text that is, supposedly, meaningful. Or profound. Or otherwise of interest to you. Supposedly.

My friend talked about toying with the idea of starting a blog tonight. Not the blogger personality type, but it would be interesting. Maybe I'll refer them to Xanga, and I can get some commission. In Xanga points. (Whatever those are.)

I am... still in Shanghai, still well, still at my firm. Thankfully. I've been reading Kite Runner. I am enjoying it. I'm still trying to find my place in Pillars of the Earth, too, but will get back to that when I'm done. Kite runner reminds me of how much I wanted to see Afghanistan. Such a pity about the Russians, the Taliban, the war and bloodshed that the country (and many other countries) saw and is still seeing. It's hard to help the feeling that it's all just so unnecessary. ... ay, like so much else in our lives. (Xanga included. Snicker.)

OK, cats are making some funny noises with a box and/or a bag in the living room/kitchen now, so I should go see what's up. Then shower. In my bathroom that has, running across it, a permanent puddle/stream, formed by the water that runs off the walls from the leaking pipe above.

Ciaociao!