Jiali let a little girl hug him while he was sitting up today. I was a little hesitant about that, but it turned out OK. We didn't do anything today. In the evening, I flew into a rage over Her inability to understand the diagnostic process in finding out why Her fucking MacMail wasn't working on the kitchen iMac. I was sorry about that but not too sorry. I can't understand why, but She can fuck up any computer anywhere and her iPhone too. Very little ever goes wrong with my computers because I respect the device and watch what I fucking click on and READ the fucking dialogue boxes. This is why I don't do phone support; I'd probably have another heart attack the first day on the job. Some people don't deserve to own typewriters, let alone computers!