Furniture

Today, at long last, our new furniture arrived. I'm at a loss as to what to call it; it's not a chest, or a table, or a television stand, but a mighty combination of them all. We ordered it from a shop in Peng Chau, and for the last month carpenters in Shenzhen have been busily carpenting away, until they finished yesterday and we got the call to say it was being delivered.

Being delivered three hours late, but even though that was a complete waste of an afternoon when I could have been in the office pounding databases into submission, it wasn't all dead time. I cleaned out the Augean stable of my inbox, did some more work on my chatterbot, and ate some cheese. Truly, I'm living like a king.

Beds

Moving into a new, unfurnished flat in a week's time means we're spending a lot of time in furniture shops looking at beds. There's a fine specimen in G.O.D at the moment, with a hydraulic mechanism that lifts the whole mattress up so you can store things underneath.

I thought that was handy, until my girlfriend remarked

"Awesome! There's enough space to fit two bodies under there."

Remarks like that make you reassess whether she's really got your best interests at heart.

Being a real man

Today I got to use some tools, and smash things, thus securing my status as a real man. I suppose really I should have had a steak and chips, and then shouted at a televised football match, but I didn't want to rush things. You don't want to go committing yourself to a surfeit of manliness on Monday. Otherwise, what will you have left to look forward to for the rest of the week?

Ouch

I was just about to eat some toast when there was a loud crash and a sound of pain from behind me, and I turned to see my girlfriend on the floor.

I never touched her, honest.