Monday is coming, and there are still a few minutes, or dozens of minutes. Looking at his own draft box, it seems that there is no manuscript to be saved for revision, and the story to be written in "Idle People's Tavern" has no clue. The note outline in One Note also slowly stagnates. So, everything has to start again. It's better to write about life so as not to forget the past.

Recently I heard that Big Brother came to inspect, but I didn't have any materials that Big Brother wanted to carry. If you are my friend and see this, please close it. For me, I can continue to write.

So these days, I either hid far away, or watched and listened to the suspicious Big Brother, and then I turned away, or pedaled my bike vigorously to accelerate through.

My friend @ anylee, a Sichuan girl who only likes food in Steemit, saw my home page and suddenly remembered her own island. So she went to edit one or two more times and added a background music that plays automatically and is not closed, as well as several photos.

Think back to the last week, playing billiards, surfing the Internet, eating and drinking in a small restaurant outside. So I found that the limit I set for myself was almost used up by the end of the month. Embarrassed and at a loss, it seems that the rest of the month will be frugal.

Speaking of frugality, on the 22nd, he asked China Unicom to change the package and replace it with a new rice noodle daily rental card package, which costs 1 yuan for 1G domestic traffic and 3 yuan for direct unlimited traffic. However, the customer service insisted that I go to the offline business hall. So, the complaint was sent to the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, and the information was sent online, waiting for news. I plan to make a phone call to greet and urge you when I haven't received the message on the 26th. On the 28th, it will be fine if it is fine. If it is not, it will be left to the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology. We mourn for that.

As for more, I wanted to continue writing, but I deleted them inexplicably. I don't know when to start, but I'm getting used to self censorship. It really makes me feel at a loss~?

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