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Tuesday, February 28, 2017

dream of losing smartphone.

At first I lingered gladly in tiny houses, likely with my 2nd elder
sister, likely in Japan. then found one of my 3 smartphones missing.
in panic I searched everywhere. then using its GPS location found the
stealer address. the 2 phone number is mathematical linked: sim card 1
number is added to number 2 card. I really can't afford losing them.
then many details on exact secret on the phones and their numbers.
just in panic I woke up and recognized in reality my phones all on my
desk intact. back to dream I still felt the panic painful. yesterday
is fruitful, I published monthly blog release. I watched amazon TV and
close watch small woman unstable emotionally broke her husband career
and her own life which is totally reckless and hopeless in ruins. I
wondered bitch in my life, my son's mom, desperate to hurt, means what
for her destiny. the tiny dog steps by steps went insane. my son after
a day didn't enable his indoor WIFI, likely under his mad mother's
ban. last week I got a surprising gain from QRRS, my once and long
time employer, ¥1000. I immediately renew woz's 8 domains with it,
left 3 expensive domain for next renewal will costs near ¥2000. God,
dad, its a bit dearer since last year, but godaddy China office girl
contacted me and help me finish the order with coupon unavailable
public. dad God, please allow us own our namespace as family heritage
lasting millenniums. I want share them with my offspring! grant us
financial freedom to pay the domain registrar. and please grant us to
keep our amazon associate account. we had been ditched once for poor
websites traffic. I had to mend all amazon ad code among my sites to
link with our new trackID. that's too boring and heavy load to
sustain. grant us minimum interactive rate amazon requires to sustain
our membership of its ad associate. dad God, remove us blockage the
small bitch laid between my son and me. show my son, woz, the future
world he pivots. bring me sooner my Royal China to extinguish hatred
rage, rip us off the dirty family of my son's mom and herself. put us
in sanctuary of holy mercy, and sole independence under the dome
without divided. thx for the peace in the morning, God.

Monday, February 27, 2017

dream in first school day of woz's 2017 spring term.

dreamt 2 or 3 my privileged senior middle school alumni, Zhu Zehua,
who's technical subjects usually score quite high, and some others
long time no see. we corporate and compete to produce rebellion
weapons. we also compete intelligently. we passed my hometown dam,
spring well with crowd among which we escape enemy's hunting. this
week a bit sad. gay in neighbor dorm room desperate stalks me.
surveillances my usage of toilet and follows to shit and leave it
unflushed. the sickened soul pretends coughing for quite some time and
he should dies in illness. my son's mom, the small bitch also tried
her best to challenge me. they mimic my son's monthly cinema day and
invited her mom to go cinema the night before my gathering day with my
son. all her knowledge is outdated and poor quality but still she day
by day gathering pupils at her house for tuition. one of her girl
friend whose father lent me camera when my son given birth at hospital
found some old photos of my son in the hospital agrees to send me
those precious photos but now hold back by the bitch, son's mom, for a
bargain. my son yesterday irritated me and I had to give him a lesson.
we previously agreed that our new broadband was a bliss holy and we
should make good usage. but on Sunday when I went to see him, he even
didn't power on broadband router in his house, but just reading paper
book of rephrased Chinese classic, A Dream of RED Mansions. I went mad
with his ignorance. I show brutal violent threat and scorned him for
near half hour in cause of his failing VPN and system update. I didn't
mean hurts but remind him his work, his future indispensable with high
tech including internet, while his mom and his grandma actually not
equipped it, for their cheap work mainly related with primitive tools.
my son show resolve when we went for lunch and shower, even after I
bought him extra fruits. on way returning to my dorm, I pray God to
let it the hard time for us to defeat, to slaughter our enemies by
hand and will. I beg Holy rewards us thicker after the adversity and
allow us to stick out of the dark curtain and smile. in the night I
felt guilty upon my son, and boring and sad for shopping online. I
bought my son a spring trousers with cellphone pocket. I also ordered
myself one but run out of money. so I entreated my kid brother to pay.
but the contemptible man enlist my phone number into his blacklist to
evade confrontation with me. God, let me remember the revengeful shame
sinful people insult us, the glorious One. bring me sooner my Royal
China to sustain the eastern Asia. bring me sooner Asoh Yukiko, my
Crowned Queen from Japan for peace among our heritage, our once more
glory cover half pacific ocean. grant us memories of retaliation.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

shallowly snowed.

the day before yesterday I worked overnight. the yesterday I felt
inspiration in ladies fulfilled my heart. I admire them so much, and
sympathetic to their pleasure seeking and concerns while none of them
lives in my life in past decade. in the night I dreamt first played
with kids. then among a kindergarten, I with my men with shotguns
played with kids crossword puzzle. we shoot to answer. then I likely a
royal captain of firearm brigade, operated them in war field where
fire distance matters. after wake up I wonder the small figure in
dream is Napoleon, who relentless with war fire till saw his own
failure and death after challenge Russian, the iced land. I saw
relentless love attempts for his concerned, esp women in his life. I
felt dizzy after morning alarm. even breakfast in canteen is
satisfying, I still trying finding nap after settle here my workload.
last afternoon bankcomm clearance crew buzzed in, show their interest
to interview. there is nothing new in their probation. they impotently
demanded me return at once my credit debt while It clearly out of
possibility in my situation, in which recent 3 months steadily
returning, ¥2000 paid every salary day. in the mid after found their
only aim is to intimidate me, I claimed they incapable to negotiate
with me, for there is nothing valuable or granting policy in their
holding card, so I arbitrarily quit the conversation. my work space
just resumed, I enjoyed my favorite Chinese podcasts, and Amazon prime
video in the rest of the day. God dad, last Monday after my ICBC
monthly credit statement revealed ¥700 left under account, I
immediately renew zhone 19th domain, billingzhu.com for my 2nd son, to
its longest life span, 5 years for ¥511. dad God, there is only one
thing unfinished in 2016 as annual, woz's 12 domains renewal. grant us
financial freedom to do the job. bring me sooner my Royal China to
sustain my offspring. bring Asoh Yukiko, my Crowned Queen from Japan,
to home my new family. bring 2017 new monument for ever growing
mission to revitalize eastern Asia, for the grace and persistence of
Chinese and Japanese. thx dad God, for the snowing night and this
morning so quiet in sober.

Friday, February 10, 2017

late wake of lunar 2017.

dreamt of complicated time space pair. after 2 busy days at dorm, heat
gathered in central China gradually melt. my nose ran water a lot, and
shit softly, too. last night I perceived erotic dream drove by full
sperms, but in fact I didn't wet last night. rather, in dream I got
insight of time-space tangle. I saw a dynasty broke down and lots of
strange behaviors, like soldier don't know who to obey, court women
don't know how to survive in riot era. I saw my Nankai alumni went
class while I drift wild. I saw when time dissolves, events in space
can be floating around, losing their sequence. the result and the
cause in different time location can't be replaced, otherwise there
will be forecast, in time travel paradox. these days hard economy
again pestered me. I only gain a much shrinked ¥3000 in 2016 as year
end bonus from QRRS, my once and long time employer, comparing near
¥7000 in 2015. a policy gain, aid for poor staff, ¥1000 offered to me
by labor union. I handed over to dorm canteen at once, and next day I
had to borrow ¥200 again for living expense. now I have debt ¥1000 to
local contacts, and my anual renewal of zhone domains yet complete.
¥2000 will do the job like a breeze. then again every month I will
fight for dinning out twice a week with my son woz for gathering, and
my pills will add another ¥100. in the 3rd hometown flight tour, I
almost broke up with my kid brother who contempts me and cheats me
into endless waiting his aid. now my salary, at its best around ¥3000,
barely afford our lifestyle including credit debt compensation. but,
God, how I lucky in such failing economy maintaining such a small
burden of investment! and watch the grand produce of my endeavour and
willful. God, dad, I see so many affirmatives in holy message. please
firmly attach me onto faith of Christian. bring me sooner my Royal
China to fasten the falling treasure. bring me Asoh Yukiko to put
together the Empire dream and stipulation. grant me financial
independence to safeguard our startup so strong online.