A branch of flowering plum is one of those good things to have during Chinese New Year. I guess my parents wanted to ensure that we will always have that "good thing", so they planted a whole tree many years ago. It's incredible what it looks like at this time of year, every year. I was standing under it this morning and imagined that I was in some Asian soap opera wearing a winter wool coat and leather boots. Obviously the pollen from the plum flower is causing some hallucination on my part.

It really is impressive though with its pinks - I suppose just in time for Valentine's Day. Speaking of which, hope you're all having a happy one with lots of smooches and lots of those little things that count. Apart from what you may have gathered about me from my unromantic entry, I can get pretty damn sappy. But I guess not the usual conventional type of romantic chick that's all. These are my ways of being romantic:

• making sure the bedsheets are laundered regularly
• keeping the KY in stock and unexpired
• changing his toothbrush every 3 months
• not opening his mail
• washing his car
• we instant message one another from different rooms in the house

So don't tell me I'm not romantic!

Like many of you out there, I don't go out on Valentine's Day because I don't believe in paying alot of bucks for less than satisfactory food and service. Besides, you know all those folks selling flowers will make its way into your restaurant and stand there hovering over your....creme brulee until you give in. I really hate those folks. And then you know everyone will be out in pairs...like it's time to board the Noah's Ark or something. I also am not too fond of watching people make out in front of me unless it's something I actually pop into the VCR because those...are real professionals but everyone else is usually very awkwardly groppy and slobbery. I can go look at a bloodhound if I want slobber.

Anyway, I received a lil email from K this morning that went exactly like this:

"...We will celebrate our valentine's day by having Mc Donald's value meals for dinner and some boot leg H.K. movies for entertainment tonight....at home..."

It made me laugh. And that's really what we did.

But I suppose Valentine's Day consumerism did get its evil hands into K's wallet because this is what I got instead of flowers, candies, diamonds:

Yeah, he knows me well. I'm addicted to New Balance shoes by the way - they're the only kind of sneakers I'll wear. I'm so fucking cool. :p

I know.

I'm out.