That's rhetorical, sarcastic and simple all at once.
Rhetorically it shouldn't be answered.
Sarcastically, not much. But still too much.
Simply I operate on guesses. Not enough information. I guess school starts in about two weeks: Amanda (do you know tha name drill?) says I'll have a schedule tomorrow. I know that I don't know my way around Tianjin. I guess I'll figure something out.
I guess the drink lady has a crush on me. A pan-cultural source of chop-busting, of course I know that. And I'm such an easy target, barely speaking Chinese. But o I am learning. I know she gave me a drink. I didn't really want it but what could I do, one of those sealed Asian cups and she stuck a straw in it. OK, I tried to pay. She wouldn't let me which is good since I didn't really want it. But I drank it. It was more prune than I usually drink but OK, probably good for me.
I know I'm tired of the silly way I maintain this blog. A big part of why I'm writing a Content Management System. The rest of the explanation will show up here when I get around to writing it. For now I'm telling you what I know. I guess.
I don't know about Chicken. Pitiful. I linked our correspondence to the apocrypha a while back. Wonder if I should update it. I know she included a plea to another guy for money in her email when she sent a recent picture. I don't know if she knows. I guess it doesn't matter. I know she's still begging me for money.
I know this website's huge. Finally got around to sitemapping it. 1366 URLs. See if you can find them.
I guess I have to call WF. If I'm ever going to take another Merkin check. I don't know what the odds of that are.
I guess it doesn't matter. I've gotten into coding because I thought I had a client. Well it improves the accessibility of my content so no worries if I don't. It will, you'll see. Actually you won't. I know how to hide it.
I don't know if the fish bones I consumed at dinner will kill me.
I guess I've taken enough NSAIDs for now, given my trust in the universe and its unwillingness to provide. I found Ibuprophen after half an hour of middle-aged Chinese lady rudeness (do you suppose she had a crush on me too?) but I blew it when she signed 41 and I signed 410. O yes, I think that made her very happy. One middle-aged Chinese lady behavior I really enjoy is when they try to climb into your wallet. In the States 410 ($60) wouldn't be unreasonable for a big bottle. Of course, this was a small bottle. So I guess that I just don't know.
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