so beijing is officially hotter than hades. and i have football fever. which has resulted in long, sweaty nights watching the world cup at questionable sports bars until dawn. so much fun, but not especially smart. i need my beauty sleep. i can report without remorse that i have recently transitioned to using "anti-wrinkle anti-blemish" facial cleanser. it was time. that such a product even exists says something profound about the state of being a woman in the twenty-first century. what that profound something is, i am not certain. but i have faith that i'll have worked it out by the time i get to the end of my optimistic tube of facial cleanser.
in other news, it seems that the state security and PSB are possibly asking about us. i felt a familiar constricting in my chest yesterday afternoon as i faced yet another one of those personal and professional moral conundrums so peculiarly and particularly chinese. sigh. all part of the "chinese context". i alternatively love and loathe that expression. and yet. it's so useful.
the fan that is meant to keep our kitchen cool is decidedly not useful. i discovered this while cooking last night. i do so enjoy simple summer meals with friends in the courtyard. but i am consistently surprised when the temperature doesn't come down as darkness embraces beijing. so be it. life's a fire. we're meant to burn.
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