Walang Praktis

La-la-la-la-la

2006-03-04T12:14:00.000+08:00

Why Eat Bulaga rocks: Vic and Jose Manalo just did four versions of their signature song (the one that goes "sing, sing a song") as opening number. Tipong concert effect ito. With matching naiiyak pa sa dulo. Yung una tipong classic na naka-white sila pareho, tapos next Victorian era naman ang dating, next hip-hop (may turntable pa), last syempre rock (naka-long hair si bossing). Patok talaga! Can't get over it. Sino lang ba sa buong mundo ang pwedeng gumawa nung gumawa nilang kagaguhan at papatok pa? Dito lang! San ka pa? Whoo-hoo!

Why Pride the Detergent commercial rocks: the man does the washing.

Why the Purpose-Driven Life rocks: because somewhere in it was written "The problem with a living sacrifice is that it can crawl off the altar."

Why going to confession rocks: because you can get unsolicited advice that is the only advice you ever really need (and let's not get to the one the priest actually said out loud).

Why I'm not really a writer: because I only enjoyed writing my Comm 2 paper in college because it was about schizophrenia.

Fuck the Fire Dog

2006-02-18T11:17:00.000+08:00

Attacks from all fronts:

Career - doing work for two and a half superhuman people/ John Wayne/ here I come to save the day/ Hi, my name is MacGyver, can I service you?/

Health - something crazy going on / late nights / late awakenings / late at work / expecting a memo sometime soon / my jaw's whacked / my life's whacked / my molars are going someday / I keep biting my tongue / My bite's wandering / Hello, braces! / Aaack!

Love life - 24th Valentine's Day and no hope in sight/ shall we get into strange relationships again /How are the tangential love affairs? / They got girl friends! / Oh, sorrow, oh bitterness, oh regret / the good thing being there is no time, right now, to think of such things / No time! / No time! / I am cured of the plight of the overanalytical. / These days, I don't think anymore. At all.

Family - touchy / cute and happy and damn glad there is one thing bright and happy about my life; the brother is away at sea, aren't we all sad about that / the last of the balikbayans left last Thursday / sniffle

There's this thing sa bulletin board namin sa office, John Maxwell saying something about how life was like juggling many balls at the same time. However, work is a rubber ball, it will bounce back when you drop it. Things like family, health and the spirit, these are glass balls, that when you drop them, nagkaka-crack and chinks, you can pick them up again pero they're forever changed when you neglect them.

Last Friday, dumaan kami ni Janice sa Stella Orientis. May sinabi si Lord sakin pero sakin na lang yon. Pero I hope it brings you a warm fuzzy feeling like it did to me; I don't know where in the Bible it's written pero it's something about how the Lord knows the deepest desires of your heart, so whatever it is I'm going through right now, I have to trust, deep inside me that everything is going to be okay. I've been begging the Lord for that sort of affirmation these days. And that's as close as it'll get, that night at the chapel. I think it's time to stop worrying about the future. Because life is what's happening right now.

Spam

2006-02-07T21:38:00.000+08:00

Today on the stumbler: the human world.

Road to Nowhere

2006-02-06T21:39:00.000+08:00

I would like for this to change. Life for me, right now, feels like...

an open sea
running around blindfolded, knowing something terrible is chasing you
walking a straight plank that keeps getting skinnier and sharper into the horizon

You know it's going to get better, eventually, but I'd rather it be because of something I did and was aware of, then simply just the natural progression of things. I think it sucks that hormones are responsible for me feeling like this, like I am not my own person, like I'm some sort of test subject the universe seeks to tweak / antagonize / obliterate / zap into sunset.

Mabuhay ang mga Kulot!

2006-01-24T00:34:00.000+08:00

Dahil kulot ako this morning till mga a little after lunch time. Trip lang. A little birdy told me na laos na ang rebond drama ng sangkatauhan. Tandaan nyo yan! Papaperm na ako!

Punch Line for 2006

2006-01-21T13:00:00.000+08:00

Even the horoscopes pointed it out.

Some time this week, the boss gave me a challenge I felt compelled to accomplish (streamlined costing templates and studies for our commissary products). Nakakainis kasi alam na niya paano ako ma-win over. Unlike other people who'd balk at more responsibility, just give me a reason why I'm perfect for the job (granted I agree with you), and even if it's just picking up trash, you'll probably have succeeded in making me stay.

STAY being the operative word, and case in point.

We were (me and Macky) planning to evacuate the premises come March, tama ba? Did we not have plans to apply for a passport, travel some, then apply online?

Pero sabi nga ni Ivy, it's high time we learn to love ourselves a bit. And the options are thus: stay or go abroad (we're not looking at other companies anymore: baka ma-delude kami into thinking that we're getting into something better, just because it's something new).

Nakakatawa lang: ang dali dali kong mabola.

Syota

2006-01-16T21:29:00.000+08:00

Sometimes I get the feeling this blog is a lot like me right now. Halfway house comes to mind. Hotel/motel/temporary living arrangements. Me in between accidents (hihihi). Me in between 'real' things (as opposed to?). Me in between dreams. I had a home before this. Look closely and you'll find it. It was more homey (haha). Right now I feel like everything's packed and ready to go somewhere. I don't despair talking about little bloggy here like this. I know it knows we're just going to be friends for a while. No hard feelings. No investment, no risk. I get the feeling I'm floating over this wide stretch of unlined paper. Skating around, aimless.

I'm planning, just enough to make sure the next few months are livable/managable, and that no singular fuck-up can be attributed to my lack of attention. At work, in particular. I'm planning, of course, to get out of here. I mind the 9 to 5. I mind the unnecessary fear talking to touchy people from the other businesses gives my stomach (I've been having ulcers). I mind the set-up; that big people may have dreams that trickle down into us doing our jobs, but big people should understand that some people can only do so much. And the big people should share their dreams enough so the other businesses can understand our needs and start supporting our cause. I mind that I drag myself out of bed every single day. I mind that I see so much hope in the future but can still feel so stifled by time. I mind that I have health problems. I mind that I have this story in my head that can't get out on account of fatigue, oversleeping (read that right), stomach upsets.

And let's not get into my spectacular love life.

The Search for Almond Roca

2006-01-10T21:44:00.000+08:00

Kahapon nag-kape kami ni Kalai (nakwento ko na sayo to dati).

Pareho kaming malungkot. Tinanong ko sa kanya ang classic: kung saan ba siya kumukuha ng motivation (mabuhay/huminga, etc.). Simple lang and sabi niya, ang desire na maging blessing sa mga tao sa paligid niya. Beat that, John Wayne. May dahilan kung bakit sa JMT na-assign si Kalai ngayong simula ng 2006. At iyon ay ang boto ko (as if naman importante ito, pero we can all pretend since teritoryo ko naman ito diba).

Nahawa ako sa kanya. Pero hindi niya kasalanan iyon. I just discovered how easy it was to slide back into depression if you don't watch it.

But we're happy now. Nagtext na naman ako ng one of them mindless texts to Sinda, etc., so I guess we're okay now (?). In the end, I guess, it's the One Person looking at you with laser eyes that matters (yes, I mean God), and whether you to talk to Him at all.

Ang sakit ng ulo ko kanina buong araw. Tapos dagdag pa itong internal auditor namin who is fast becoming markado (like imagine mental crosshair sa line of vision ko, yung tipong pumupula kapag parating na siya) in Mackyscope. Tapos dagdag pa ang pressure sa meeting bukas sa San Fernando: babarilin na naman ang mga ubeng! Kawawa naman kami! Ang pinaka-ayoko sa meeting yung ... pucha wala pala akong gusto talaga sa mga meeting-meeting na yan. Wala namang natatapos. Puro pangako hindi naman natutupad. Puro bilangan, sumbatan, minsan gusto ko nga sa bintana lang ako tapos magvo-voice over ako na tipong, "Okay, mga kaibigan, three points for the Poultry team, mukhang palpak na naman ang monitoring ng Foodservice. Can you see the look of success on their faces? Classic! Kodak moment ito. Makakabawi ba ang Foodservice sa ganitong pambabalahura? Abangan..." and such.

Hindi mo naman pwedeng aminin ang mga internal na problema ninyo dahil it will look like sinisiraan mo kapamilya (kapuso) mo, and rule number one says keep your enemies closer.

Haha.

The truth is I'm tired of all this corporate bullshit. Politics, in whatever form, sorta sucks out the fun away from everything. Kaya totoo na ang laban ko dito: next time I see the golden head of opportunity waving in the wind, sayonara 9 to 5! Hindi talaga ako pang-ganito. I always manage to see the bullshit part in everything. I'm like this walking bullshit detector.

Pero let's not end in that token. Let's look at the bright side, people: we're getting the phone lines back in our area! No more acrobatic stunts whenever the phone rings. And Jovy's bringing us to San Fernando! Hindi kami magko-commute! Yipee!

Aba! May Entry!

2006-01-06T21:33:00.000+08:00

Fuck the new year. I think it was yesterday when the giant 15feet ++ Feng Shui prognostications at the fucken Podium (ang haba nung banner pare, sakop yung isang colossal tore sa may guard) caught every passer-by's attention. I don't have opinions. Bilang pagrerebelde sa ginawa ng karamihan, sinadya kong hindi basahin ang kapalaran ng mga Rooster. Unang-una, nasa pinaka-ibaba kami. At kung tama ang pick-up ko sa pagbabasa sa ibang mga hayop, may pagkamalas ang mga ka-batch ko. Hindi ko na kailangan marinig yon. Ka, ika nga ni Roland of Gilead (at wag ka na magtanong, nasa Wolves of the Calla pa lang ako). Kanina I blurted the word out sa tatay ko ("ka") when I really meant na bahala na ang kapalaran. Let fate run its course. Bahala na si Batman.

Magdi-DSL na ako. Hindi mo na ako kailangang pilitin. Nag-sign up na rin ako sa peyups.com, after forty-fucking-years. Sorry, ha. Wala sa listahan ng resolutions ko ang wag na magmura. Hanggang digital angst lang naman ako e (alam mo bang kapag sinabing 'digital' may konek sa daliri? like fingers = digits. Wala lang, baka gusto mo lang malaman). This is how I compensate, malamang, sa aking uber-accommodating outer self.

Crush ko si Uma! Iyan ang update sa love life ko ngayon. Now onto real life: puch wala na talaga akong ma-type-an sa opisina. Wala nang oras. Balak kong magpakalunod sa trabaho at racket dahil magte-25 na ako. Ayokong mag-asawa at malamang may hindi pa pala ako nagagawa. Ayokong magkaanak na may issues tungkol sa akin (si Mommy laging nakatingin sa kawalan, etc.).

New Year's resolution ko:
Hindi na ako mag-iisip masyado. FREEDOM!

The Three Things I Intend To Accomplish By 2006:
1. produce a portfolio for my digital artist dreams (late bloomer na kung late bloomer, pero hindi ako mamamatay nang sawi!)
2. launch a surprise kick-ass website for the kick-ass bro
3. finish "Sanga", ang pinaka-kick ass taglish nobela you've ever read in your life

Gusto ko pa magdagdag, (like, muster balls to quit the day job, or find one other person with the same brain, or learn the guitar, or soak up the Pinoy music rock scene, etc.) pero rules are rules.

Mga Kakaibang Pangyayari sa Opisina:
1. Ang saya-saya ng boss namin. Nakakapanibago.
2. May bata si Jas (tiga-A/R na tropa ko) na may benda sa ulo dahil noong Bagong Taon hinataw ng kung sino ng bote sa ulo kaya pumutok. (Riot! Punksnotdead!)
3. Ino-audit na ako/kami. Hindi ko alam kung simula na ito ng isang matinding opinyon tungkol sa mga auditor (pasintabi sa 10+ na college tropa ko na puro CPA), o nase-stress lang ako dahil ako lahat ang nag-aasikaso/sumasagot/sumasalo sa mga kailangan niyang malaman/diskubrehin/kalkalin. Dapat ata bago ka gawing auditor pinagpa-practicum ka muna sa totoong kumpanya (malamang naman may pinanggalingang mabangis yung internal auditor namin; mukha naman siyang matalino {pinagmumukha nga lang niya akong tanga hihihi}) para hindi ka lagi on the offensive. Hindi lang pala sa totoong kumpanya dapat i-immerse ang mga would-be auditor, dapat sa isang maliit at cute na cute na kumpanya na tulad nung amin, kung saan bilyon ang target revenue pero tatatlo lang kayong empleyado sa Finance HAHAHAHA. Wala lang. Or perhaps gusto ko na rin kasi aminin sa kanya na kulang talaga kami sa tao kaya may mga control steps na hindi na talaga nagagawa. HR ba ako?
4. Bago na boss namin. Hindi na lalaki. Babae na. Maganda. Sa sobrang ganda lumabas pa ito sa commercial. Seryoso. At hindi ko pa naaayos ang Lotus Notes niya (side-note: hanggang ngayon ay type ko pa rin ang Outlook).

May nadiskubre ako. Remember the Milk: isang online calendar/alarm utility. Beta pa lang ata. You should try it.

Goodbye na, papanoorin ko pa si Uma. Tomorrow pala, off to Makati ang lola mo. Tapos pag-uwi tatapusin ko na ang 2005 utang ko kay Kuya, ang pagcompile/edit ng raw footages ng Last Call! 4 Bartending Challenge, ang pinaka-astig at may utak na bartending compet sa bansa. Tapos sisimulan ko na yung pamaskong utang ko sa A/R team namin, ang CD ng videos ng teambuilding workshop/bonding sa Starlake Resort.

Tapos, next week, magsesked ako ng leave (the following week) para asikasuhin ang NBI clearance ko sa Carriedo. Pati lisensya ko. Pati derma ko.

Tapos, the week after, off to some faraway land kami ng office tropa para magmumuni-muni sa bagong taon. Bawal mag-usap. Self-imposed namin. Parang silent retreat pero walang facilitator. 'Stig.

Tapos, come Feb, dapat may passport na ako. Aalis na ako dito! Magulat na ang sangkatauhan, pero isang malaking joke na ang Philippine government. Babalik ako kapag may maibibigay na akong trabaho sa mga kababayan ko. Promise yan. Hindi man, magtuturo ako ng libre sa mga liblib na lugar (better, actually). Syempre para makapagturo ka ng libre dapat may naipundar ka nang makakapagpakain sa iyo ng ilang taon diba. Hindi man, sapat lang para hindi ako maging pabigat.

Ang saya-saya ng 22006! No looking baaaaaack!!!!

Habol Bakasyon

2005-11-06T11:05:00.000+08:00

Nothing impresses me more than a man being so much of a man, being the kind of man all men were made to be before humanity sort of fucked it with modernism and domesticity. Last Thursday we departed incognito to Anao Bay (area better known as Anilao, Batangas) to soak up the sun, the atmosphere, the general feel of what being on vacation should be like. We three stooges (Janice, Jinky and the undersigned) tagged along with three Sales people, a PD and her guy (of whom I'll talk about later), their niece, and a guest (the nice and bubbly girl from Pizza Hut).

We (three stooges and guest) hogged the Karaoke till sun up (literally, shocking all the other normal people who slept around 3am or so like normal people), six-ish, so we slept in till around ten at the rented cottage and dressed for swimming. I wore the same thing I wore at La Luz (katas ng prolonged search for the perfect bathing suit with Janice early this year), white sando-ish racer-back over red/white/orange striped haltered top piece of a two-piece. Strange thing about this time, I brought a pair of fully-absorbent cotton capri jogging pants -- okay, stupid, not strange, but I kept wondering for the life of me where all my shorts went.

The place, (would have shot tons of it had I been able to buy the Powershot A520 I was so bent on buying last Wednesday, but that's another story) was a watersport hobbyist's heaven (did I get that right). Unlike public beaches (where people number as the sand), this area was relatively more peaceful, perfect for some sincere soul-searching (if only the guys didn't keep wanting to get drunk). Perfect too, for wind-surfing and scuba-diving, because of the even waters, I guess, which is exactly why we saw none of the normal vacationers there, just people who were serious about their sport / hobby (flippers, 2m-high sails, surf boards and skin-tight swimsuits were the fare).

Papa Rey / Tito Rey / Kuya Rey, Ms. Chai's boyfriend (and soon to be partner for life) was such a man of the elements he reminded me so much of my own father. Laking dagat kasi tatay ko, kaya magaling lumangoy, alam lahat ng lamang dagat, hindi takot mag-isa sa tubig kahit malayung-malayo na sa pampang. Papa Rey had friends who are competing at the SEA games, and they were practicing that morning it was so cool. Gusto nga namin makisakay pero patay daw yung hangin sa area namin kaya ayaw kami daanan ng mga kalalakihan. Papa Rey was talking about how "habagat to amihan na kaya lumalabas ang mga microscopic kuto" to explain why we were feeling tiny, itchy bites on our legs.

The water was a little on the salty side, but not enough to prevent us from swimming/wading like happy little water babies. Me, still stinging after the Galera incident (near-death in the hands of renegade currents that brought us away from shore despite all human effort to return), was still afraid of water, but a little coaxing was all it took. I still don't swim away from the pack, though, and when they say it's already deep where they are, I wouldn't dare try.

After breakfast at twelve noon, we slept on the second floor of this hut that was just a couple of feet away from shore, the view lent a wondrous sight of the entire beach, which made us sentimental that night, but we were still too tired from all the singing that morning that we gave in till around three pm. Then we grilled some meat and fish (pwede na kami mag-asawa! yehoo!) and ate around six. Kain-tulog talaga. Haha.

We played a second round of Ninety-Nine (fuck math) a few hours after eating, and this time they introduced us to the exclusive drink of the area, one which they innocently called "Gataka", which really stood for Gatas, Tanduay at Kape. Riot! Parang mala-Bailey's: it went down so nice bukas ka pa tatamaan! Personally, nasarapan talaga ako, pero you don't admit that when the 'punishment' for the game you're playing was a shot of the said drink.

So there, we slept a little earlier, got out by seven in the morning, said goodbye to the locals, and reached Q.C. at around eleven. Halfway homeward I got my period and that both sucked and was great, because at least I didn't have the cramps when we were Anilao; that would have made me resident party pooper the entire time.

Sucked because I won't be able to go to Yuuki's birthday that lunch time. So sorry, Anna.

Anyways, all in all I was a happy road rat, and was already excited at plans for Palawan care of Jinky (whose brother-in-law lived there) some time next year. Kailangan magrecharge muna.

The experience further solidified my dreams of wanting to travel more pa (something of which I was very afraid of before the thought of rediscovering the world excited me), kahit here lang muna sa Philippines, where they say madami pa rin talagang magagandang tanawin. I still also resolve to buy the digital camera (para hindi naman ako puro kwento lang, but maybe you'll see some kung mapa-CD ni Marvin yung mga kinuha niya), and I will get my driver's license some time this month.

Ang saya saya!

On Becoming Male

2005-10-25T20:44:00.000+08:00

I downloaded an e-book na mala-men are from mars ang dating, and here's one critical lesson I learned from it. If I'm having children, I'm definitely sending them to a co-ed highschool.

Number two is this: Men do not have inner worlds. That is such a comforting thing to know, and I don't know why. Things are so much simpler if you're a guy, I think. They can always blame their hormones.

(suddenly tired of topic, moving on)

There are times I feel strong, like I can do anything, and kanina sinasabi ko kay Mira na between you and your work, ikaw lang ang pwede magbago (ng pananaw, etc.). Yung work load mo, kahit anong reklamo mo, anjan pa rin. Ikaw, ngawa ka nang ngawa pero ikaw rin naman ang gagawa ng trabaho mo. So why don't you save yourself the trouble at magtrabaho na lang? E di kumonti yung tratrabahuhin mo.

(suddenly tired of writing, moving on)

Kahapon, out of a whim, I visited Gawad Kalinga's website and decided somebody better stop being lazy.

(suddenly tired of blogging, will recommend nice stumble to compensate)

Realization

2005-10-18T23:17:00.000+08:00

I had the strangest realization kanina, watching Jah tinkering with Visual Basic. Walang koneksyon pero sa lakas ng tama naikwento ko pa kay Janice. Parang suddenly I wanted to be good at my job. Gasp! Oo, in the face of mala-mass resignation and the Great Depression and what the fuck ba talaga are we doing here, may neon sign board na biglang tumawid sa line of vision ko kanina. It said: I PUT YOU THERE, DAMMIT. {Lord, ikaw ba yan?}

Sankapupunta

2005-10-15T09:12:00.000+08:00

I'm twenty-something, lying still,
Seven hundred signposts compete for attention
This for corporate success, long life,
mutual funds for nice returns,
salvation in nice little pockets of medication,
safe sex, no sex, when can you start thinking
about sex when your first kiss
is miles away,
real estate, who moved my cheese,
the circus that is the Philippine government,
passports, nursing, going away,
teaching kids in the barrios,
figuring out what you really want to do,
computers and gadgets and how you never have
enough money for everything
you want,
how small your brain is compared
to everything out there,
how small the world is compared
to where your mind can take you
if you let it,
why don't they sell dog food in giant sacks,
brain fetuses and cannibalism in the second millenium,
love and waiting and how fucking long the wait is,
how mythological artifacts messed up my brain when I was younger,
they had statues of Poseidon; was he real?
This for health and spiritual peace
virgin coconut oil
apple juice and olive oil and fasting for four days
trips to Mecca, Jerusalem, Lourdes, France,
silence, ohm,
yoga and sublime simplicity
Dalai Lama smiles about his art,
breathing,
understanding your inner child,
Og Mandino, Bo Sanchez: you can do it,
life is beautiful,
let's all get cancer so we have deadlines.
Pain is therapeutic.
This for meaning and substance in the mad rush
of both corporate bullshit and bum-hood,
karma rules,
dharma rules,
what goes around comes around,
can you please fucking hold the elevator door,
for the old, slow lady
(na may hawak ng puting bato! Darna, ikaw ba yan?)
wanting to get to the seventeenth floor,
love songs on the guitar,
writing the movie in your head,
until your hand bleeds,
shooting pictures of people who hold hands,
who fight, who scream, who smile,
who deny ever falling in love with each other.
This is for death and dying before turning thirty,
love people, fiercely, totally,
so much till you can shit love in your pants.
That's all there is.
That's all you need to know.

Mamatay na ang Magtanong Nito

2005-10-12T22:51:00.000+08:00

Kanina pag-uwi ko e di ang sakit ng tiyan ko diba kasi hindi pa tapos ang killer siopao episode buong araw na ako hinihiritan ng mga tao na kesyo kung anu-ano ba daw kasi ang pinagkakakain ko kaya lang at some point nakakabanas na tinatanong ka ng ganon kasi parang naiisip ko ganon ba akong katanga na kakain ng kung anu-ano hanggang e di yan derecho ako kasilyas paglanding sa bahay tapos humirit pa itong kuya ko anu-ano ba daw kasi ang pinagkakakain ko ang sarap batuhin ng timba ano ba ibig sabihin ng kung anu-ano: bubog? plato? bakit naman ako kakain ng plastic, moth ball, dora rat killer para ikasira ng tiyan ko? what's up with the hostility pare tao lang akong nagtatae din. Mamatay na magtanong uli saken neto.

* * *

Nagwa-wild na si De Quiros! Sasali ako sa rally! I-Calibrated Pre-emptive Response niyo mukha niyo! Di ko alam kung bilib pa ako sa dramang ito, pero one thing's for sure, naka-bingo ka na, Gloria.

* * *

Sierra, friend at dinner talking about name tags, I just want to say the rest of twenty-something-hood has got to be going through the same thing. With some people jackpot agad sa trabahong gusto na talaga nila, with some it's a totally different ball game. Come to think of it, baka nga hindi talaga day job ang sagot sa mga katanungan natin. At least for me, medyo papunta na nga don ang iniisip ko. Hindi business. Buhay radikal. Mamumundok ako! Aanhin pa ang sweldo kung wala ka namang magawa tungkol sa bayan mong Pilipinas. Joke lang. Pero hindi rin. Give me three to five years pa I'll figure it out. Maybe that's why they didn't give us maps when we landed. I don't know. I'm not God.

Stealth (or what I did today)

2005-10-11T19:40:00.000+08:00

So Jessica Biel lands in unfriendly North Korea, in spectacular manner: EDI just premeditated having her unit self-destruct somewhere in Asia, she had to duck burning debris falling headlong along with her, suffer the suspense of not having her parachute open in time, watch her chute get hit by a burning piece of metal some deadly feet before she hits the landing, land on thorny vegetation (mala-yung monster sa Lord of the Flies), and wait for unsure salvation from the head pilot (also her love interest) who's been lied to by top military that she's actually okay while he's fighting some plane manned by some invisible intelligence. She gets hunted down in an unknown territory by killer dogs, top-brass sniper guys, up a cold mountain as night descends. She gets hit by a bullet, finally, and now immobile, waits for death as troops of trigger-happy enemy soldiers close in on her.

The guy finds her at the end of it, all bloody and fragile, near death and absolute terror, and whisks her off to safety. Earlier they had a dialogue where it looked like he was going to respond favorably to what sounded like the girl's confession of feelings. Sure the guy loved her but did not think it was appropriate. Something about not falling in love with your wing man or something.

But the punch line is all this guy had to say at the end of the movie was this: "You and me, we're two. Two is a prime number. A lucky number. We're very lucky."

Panalo!

Attack of Killer Siopao

2005-10-10T18:15:00.000+08:00

Two days down the drain, I spent the whole of Saturday and Sunday sick and battling a major headache. Stomach upset din. I was thinking pa naman nung Friday about what to do during the weekend kasi I had nothing planned. Kowloon, Marikina, maker of spoiled siopaos, did it for me.

Actually, three. Hindi ako nakapasok today dahil sobrang sakit pa rin ng ulo ko.

You in Ten Years

2005-10-07T23:17:00.000+08:00

So here's something.

Write a letter to your future self and schedule when you should be receiving it (who knows if I still have the same email by then; hint: maybe don't use your company email, eh?). It got pretty bloody in there, nung kausap ko sarili ko. You might want to try it out some time. Creepy.

Karma Ghosts

2005-10-07T22:38:00.000+08:00

Also, why I love flash. Hooray Billy Blob! Bilis mag-load! At 28.8 kbps! Invader Zim, nasan ka na?

The Best Night You'll Never Remember

2005-10-07T21:34:00.000+08:00

As promised, ladies and gentlemen, liquor in test tubes (in red). Have you been Jagermeistered? Well, the tall ladies at Phi had Polaroids ready and so were we. That's me sa left. There's Sheila, Janice, and Ivy, holding what looks strangely like a cigar (but is really one of them damn test tubes).

The Morning After
Janice ended up with LBM (cheese sa nachos, possibly), Sheila with dysmennorhea (pamparegla ba yung ininom naten?), Ivy with nothing. Unfair!

First day ko din pala, so I got the monthly nasty yet again (sabay pa kami Sheila) and mine was bad enough I ended up sleeping at the clinic for 2 and half hours. Quasi-bliss, knowing everybody else is working and I get to sleep, pero the pain kinda reminds you who's luckier.

Diba nagkasakit din ata ako last Thursday do I sense a pattern...

Cheap Labor China
Kanina we were checking out the industrial grinders for woodwork and medyo nagkaron ng kakaunting kaalaman sa kung ano ba ang class A tools at hindi. Biglang bumagay sa dila ko ang Bosch, Makita, DeWalt, Black&Decker. Ang basic, ganito: basta Germany, the best. Nakita ko up close ano ang subtle pero significant differences ng yaring Germany at yung assembled lang sa China. Animo yung brand mismo talagang naka-engrave. God is in the details, kumbaga. Basta Japan, okay. Basta Taiwan, copycat. Basta China, wala lang, keri lang. There was a time daw na ang ibig sabihin ng hirit na made in Japan ay derogatory, pero in less than a century nakabawi sila. Galing! Kelan kaya mangyayari yon sa Pinas?

Who's Going British?
Maui's leaving for Grand Cayman! Everybody's leaving. Somebody should start working on her passport. (grumble)

List of Unusual Deaths
Attila the Hun suffered a severe nosebleed and choked to death on his wedding night. For more deaths, click here.

Ikaw Ba'y Nalolongkot
Anti-stress, boredom on the net, art pad, digital canvas, punta ka dito, now na!

Ang Pag-Aklas
Tumatanda na lang siguro ako, pero ang napansin ko lang ngayon, hindi na ako masyado nag-iisip. Kung ang drama mo sa buhay ay hindi ka masyado nag-iisip, ang carrier single ng buhay ko ay analysis paralysis and how everything's so big in my head I totally extrapolate. So there is a reason for some of the bad stuff that's happened. It's a bit like learning what dirty is like so when someone gives you a hot bath you totally appreciate it.

Health is Wealth
That is why if it is not raining tomorrow me and Tatay are jogging over at the empty village sa may J.P. Rizal. Will power ito!

Woozeh

2005-10-06T00:31:00.000+08:00

Let's just try and catch this one before this goes away.

Kanina I texted Janice that we should try and do something every Wednesday night. It's so appropriate, so U.P., middle of the week, gimik muna para makalimutan ang trabaho. Para pagdating ng Thursday hindi ka pa masyadong bangenge.

May binigay na libreng ticket sa Phi (Metrowalk) si Sir Tom Food Shoppe. Long story (o sige, kwento ko: noong Friday kasi nakita niya kami naka-full battle gear (make-up galore with matching hoop earrings and wild curls, at natuwa siya, kaya nung Monday nilapitan niya si Sheila, yung admin assistant namin at gimik buddy, at binigyan ng pitong compli tickets for Wednesday night).

Okay naman Cueshe. Can do. Hindi nila makanta yung "Tuloy Pa Rin Ako" ng Side A (request nina Sheila). Hindi ko alam kung mababasa pa nila yung mas nauna naming nirequest ni Janice ("Fix You" ng Coldplay). Kaya naman nila magcover.

Dikit ko dito polaroid naming apat bukas. Pinicture-an kami nung tiga-Jagermeister. They were giving out drinks sa test tubes. Ang cute namin! Nagpagawa ako Black Russian, kahit wala sa menu. Okay naman. Lasang chocolate.

Nalasing kami. Masaya naman. After stress dahil sa p*n*y**ng downtime ng SAP buong araw (at ningangarag pa ako ni Cecil, yung katabi ko, who reminds me of those canary birds sa minahan na ginagawa nilang palatandaan kung may poisonous substances na ba dahil sila unang tinatamaan. Unang pumalag. Unang magreklamo. Siya yung pinakabatayan ko kung maganda ba ang takbo ng network o hindi, kasi hindi niya pinalalagpas ang pagkakataong ipaalala sa akin kung gaano kabagaaaaaaaaal ang SAP kanina. Like I didn't know.)

I miss getting half-drunk. I just dunno how healthy it is to be like this in the middle of a work week pero we all get our kicks somewhere and this is mine, maybe. Lemme, lemme, I'm a human being with stupid wants.

Kanina nagpapakontra si Mira dahil punta daw siya Singapore and naguiguilty kasi naghihirap na daw ang bansa nagtatravel pa siya. Keber! Experience is priceless. I think she deserves it.

Sablay lang nga dahil tinanong niya ako kung ako ba daw e mas ibibili ng IPod / digicam ang pera kaysa ipang-travel. Wrong person to ask. SYEMPRE GADGET. Hellouer.

Ay, baka crush ko pala yung isang gitarista ng Cueshe, yung hindi cute. Para kasing napo-possess habang naggigitara. Bangis!!

One Day Late

2005-10-04T20:37:00.000+08:00

Chalk one up for legendary forgetfulness: October 3 ang birthday ni Kalai, ang pinakamabangis lang naman sa mga kakilala kong nalalabing tunay na mababait na tao sa mundo.

Dear Kalai, alam mo bang noong birthday ko naiyak ako. No particular reason, couldn't even explain it to Janice, yung office mate ko who was with me then. Couldn't even explain it to myself. Basta somehow parang it's like running and running out of breath and looking back and it's still the same damn wall. Or being stuck in this mire of six hundred fifty-five plans for self-improvement none of which have started yet. But this too shall pass.

Sunshine lurks everywhere if you look close enough.

Kahapon nanood kami ng premiere ng The Forty-year-Old Virgin. Starring yung news anchor guy sa Bruce Almighty. {Sinooo?!?? Exactly.} If it's any consolation, andun si Paul Rudd (yehoo). May MTV sa dulo, ito ang kanta nung hindi na siya virgin (like kinakanta talaga, with Paul Rudd doing cartwheels in the background. Panalo!!):

Aquarius / Let the Sunshine In

When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
Age of Aquarius
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Aquarius!
Aquarius!

[instrumental and tempo shift]

Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in
Let the sunshine, let the sunshine in, the sunshine in

[continue to end with concurrent scat]

Oh, let it shine, c'mon
Now everybody just sing along
Let the sun shine in
Open up your heart and let it shine on in
When you are lonely, let it shine on
Got to open up your heart and let it shine on in
And when you feel like you've been mistreated
And your friends turn away
Just open your heart, and shine it on in

[FADE]

When Did it Get So Safe?

2005-10-01T10:36:00.000+08:00

(title stolen from a song Neil Gaiman played on NU107)

I.
Safe na kung safe. Pasalamat ako (1) sinabi ni Noreen na may bagong feature ang friendster kung saan pwede mo makita kung sino ang tumingin sa profile mo at (2) September 30 nung sinabi niya iyon at (3) every month nagrerefresh yung feature na yon.

II.
Nagkasakit ako nung Thursday kaya kahit hard close derecho ako bahay. As if naman affected ako nang malala. Hindi nga, pero nagmamabagal na naman daw ang network at ever since, for some reason, naging synonymous na ang pangalan ko sa SAP / SMITS / I.T. / "Do something!"

Kaya rin kahit last day ni Jinky at nagbalak kami mag all-nighter sa Makati sumama lang ako papunta sa Greenbelt from the SMC Anniversary party (Side A at South Border, san ka pa?) at agad-agad nagpasundo. Sakit na talaga kasi ulo ko.

III.
I just read an entry from a highschool friend's blog, Sheila Mac, isang ganap na doktor lang naman after the amazing INTARMED program ng U.P. (kung saan pitong taon ka lang mag-aaral -- para lang sa lubos na matalino). She was having separation anxiety about leaving the kind of life she has had for seven years; after the boards it's every man for himself na. That's what we get for thinking we know where we want to go. We spend years trapped in one place, thinking that's where we get knowledge for the next stage, only to realize na when you get to that next plane they leave you naked pala. Ba't walang nagsabi?

Although college org life was practice for corporate politics (in general, bad or good), you at least had academics to measure out how long you're staying. Pero right now, after graduation, it's the rest of your life. If you don't have plans it's gonna get dark near the end of the tunnel.

Kaya lang the thing with plans is you can always junk them, and that's the hallmark of not being entirely convinced na that's what you need in your life right now. Lip service ka nga, na this is what you want, etc., pero can you really say that to someone who's just met you?

Then what are you doing sitting where you are?

IV.
Dog stories abound.

May bago kaming tuta ang pangalan Manny. As in Manny Pacquiao. Para sa akin okay na yon, kasi ang unang ipapangalan ba naman ng tatay ko e Max.

Dati may nakaaway kaming kapitbahay dahil sa pangalan ng aso. Kasi naman, may aso kami ang pangalan ay Barney. Bagong lipat sila, dalawa ang anak: yung isa pangalan Laarni.

Minsan tuloy kapag sinusutsutan ko yung aso, at tinatawag, ang sumasagot yung kapitbahay.

Hindi naman talaga namin sinasadya yon, diba.

Pero pumatol e. A few months after, mayroon na rin silang aso. Cute, magiliw, makulit parang yung aso namin. Kaso ang pangalan: Wacky.

Kwentong Ipis

2005-09-28T21:10:00.000+08:00

Kagabi may ipis kaming nakita sa loob ng oto. Hindi ako sanay pumatay ng ipis pero nang marinig ko magpanic ang tatay ko talagang napabalikwas ako mula sa passenger seat at naghahahampas. Kaya lang hindi ko napatay. Ang gara pa naman ng track record ng oto namin. Walang lamang ipis yan ever since. {Singit ko lang, nagbabasa ka ba ng balita? Mayroon daw airplane na 13 hours na-delay ang flight dahil may nakita silang isang daga sa loob ng eroplano. Sobrang dangerous pala ng may rodent on board dahil pwedeng ngatngatin ang mga cable habang nasa ere ang eroplano. Halos ganoong level of panic ang naramdaman namin kahapon nung nakita namin yung ipis. Abandon ship! Abandon ship!}

Kagabi may flying ipis sa bahay. Noong una ko siyang nakita habang kumakain ako parang na-imagine ko na lulumulutang-lutang ito sa juice ko. Hindi ko pinansin, hindi naman ako masyadong O.A. Kaso maya-maya, I could swear naramdaman ko ang cross-hair ng line of vision ng ipis na yon dahil para talagang tinutukan ang mukha ko at naisip na: "Okay landing-an ito."

Na siya niyang ginawa. Nadapuan pa ang hitong kinakain ko. Nahampas ko ng tsinelas pero buhay pa rin. Nagpakita later kaya ini-spray-an ko na lang. Buhay pa rin. Maya-maya nag-toothbrush na lang ako dahil nawalan na ako ng ganang kumain. A little later narinig ko tumatakbo nanay ko, nakita daw yung ipis -- papunta sa akin. Halos ubusin na ng nanay ko yung pang-spray sa nag-iisang ipis na yon. Pero iyon, awa ng Diyos, buhay pa rin.

Hindi diyan nagtatapos ang kwento ng mga ipis sa buhay ko. Kaninang merienda may nakakain ng palabok na may lamang ipis. Cute naman yung ipis, hindi yung monster variety. Pero kahit na. Mamemeligro ang foodservice career ni Manong.

Mawalay naman tayo sa mga ipis: kaninang umaga buti na lang hindi ko dinibdib yung meeting tungkol sa manok. Sobrang na-scrap yung presentation na ginawa ko the day before. Sarap sana umiyak buti na lang nasa tamang landas pa ako kanina at naintindihan na hindi naman din kasi ganoong kadali ang pagbabago. Keber sa pride; basta sumusuweldo ako nung ginagawa ko yon (oo, bitterness ito).

May sikreto ka bang malupit? Ilagay mo dito.

Tuesday na Tuesday

2005-09-27T21:34:00.000+08:00

Wow! Creative juices flowing all over me! Haha.

Yung oto namin, may CD player na nga ayaw naman kumagat kanina nung primera tsaka reverse. Irrrronic. Nakapasok na nga kami at lahat sa Shopwise pero nung makita namin na walang way para makaalis sa parking nang hindi umaatras, umalis na din kami at sa Savemore na lang nag-grocery. Dun kasi maluwang.

Sumaglit ako Stella Orientis kanina at napagtawanan ng mga taong dumaan dahil ginagamit ko na naman yung headset ng phone ko kaya mukhang mag-isa akong nagsasalita. Pahamak nga yun, ilang beses ko nang na-wow mali yung mga office mate ko.

Okay naman work today, may presentation ako bukas, bahala na si Batman. Kanina may tinext si Vyne: Sa lahat ng quote, ito ang pinaka-pamatay: (space) "BENG, BENG, BENG!"

At nireply-an ako ni Tish ng: "Leche."

Wrong timing, kumbaga.

[On signs: Note to self: ayoko na humingi ng sign, hindi ko pa kasi maisip ano gagawin ko bilang kapalit.]

Lunes na Lunes

2005-09-26T20:39:00.000+08:00

Whaddafuck hindi natuloy ang the gym experience ko with plyometrics (sp?) care of Bianca (highschool friend; big girl, bigger heart, loves dogs, writer din). May racket kasi siya somewhere at sabit sana ako sa getting a feel of the sport / exercise / in thing. Hindi na rin kasi ako nakaabot sa 7:15 pm cut-off to get there. Had to finish this process flow documentation for something-something.

Jinky's going! Parang mamatay ako. She gets to take a month off, think about where her life is going, et cetera. I'm so jealous. Tomorrow kakaririn namin yung pagkuha ng passport. Pupunta ako Europe at magpapakalunod sa culture. Haha.

Some Removed Observations That May Help Me See What I'd Want to Do Forever:

I cannot get up early when I have to get up early.
I hate being told what to do.
I love feeling useful but I crave discrete projects that have closure (agad, if possible).
I like computers and always feel sorely inadequate whenever someone mentions something new that I didn't hear of first.
I own a Computer That Kicks Ass.
I want to work somewhere na pwede naka-NU lagi (oops, definitely not my current job).
I hate schedules.
I am always a degree lazier than the next person (which always happens when I'm working alongside someone else).
I am incredibly okay with deadlines.
I have an inner child that wants something new all the time.
I can work for free.
I like writing fiction.

Aaak I must get out of this slump, whether or not I'm in love with my work, I still think getting through a day has to do with attitude. I can always look at work as -- you know, a day job. Buti nga tapos na yung overnight days na windang talaga ako and work's all I'm doing. The important thing is you know kung saan ka papunta.

{hithit-buga}

OMG SAAN NGA BA AKO PAPUNTA
(SFX: X-files title theme)

Ano ba ito? Mid-life crisis? Kwarenta pa lang ba mamamatay na ako?

Kahapon nga pala, pilit ko iniintindi ang Cascading Style Sheets, ang magpapalaos sa HTML. Alas-kwatro ako nagsimula (balak ko pa sumaglit sa mall para bumili nung face brightener na kay mahal) pero linsyak alas-nwebe na hindi ko pa ma-gets. Shoulda taken a hint, sabi ni Ronibats isang taon niya halos pinag-aralan ang pag-CSS. Pero eventually makukuha mo na rin ang logic niya. Application na lang.

Remember: selector {declaration}, where declaration = property: value; and where selector is either a known tag (like a, h1, h2, body, p, etc.) or a named class (like a style you may want to apply to override your basic styles, say .greenItal to define a style you'd want to use everytime you mention VEGETABLES). There's a third type, pero nakalimutan ko. Will update Kuya's website in a while. Ang tagal niya mag-load kaya gusto ko sana medyo simple lang para accessible sa lahat. Pasikat pa kasi ako with flashy buttons.

Also, may CD player na ang oto naming going on ten years. Cool na cool kami. Tumatalon nga lang pero wtf we're happy people.

Music in my head: Nowhere Man - Beatles

Commercial muna

2005-09-24T00:10:00.000+08:00

Hehehe

Ang Pagbabalik

2005-09-23T21:36:00.000+08:00

Hindi na ako nakabalik. Ito mga nangyari sa akin during the week:

Wednesday - magpapadentista dapat kasi aayusin yung splint ko pero hindi ako nahintay ni Doc Malou (mental note: magalit sa susunod na pagkikita)

Thursday - nagmeeting sa may planta sa Marikina; may sumabog sa MRT kaya late nagsimula; sira linya sa PHC kaya hindi makatawag sa mga bossing para magconfirm; late na nakauwi dahil ang tagal maayos nina B at Rico ang mahihiwagang P.O. ni Rhon; naskandalo sa isang babaeng nagsisisigaw sa labas ng bahay dahil naisnatsan ng bag (resolution ng Nanay ko: wag na ako palabasin habambuhay -- este, tumawag muna bago umuwi nang gabi, para masundo ng mga kinauukulan)

Friday - nagising ng 4am dahil sa isang nakagigimbal na panaginip; ginawan ng minutes ang nangyari kagabi; naka-eye contact ang crush sa pantry; deadma; naglunch sa El Pollo; tinapos ang minutes; nagyaya; kumain sa Master Wok; nag-raincheck sa pelikulang panonoorin dapat; naawa kay Jinky dahil gusto na talaga matulog (talo pa ako: Macky "Laging Antok" Cruz)

Yiiikes!! Ngayon ko lang naalala nagmental note pala ako earlier na ayusin yung mga system whodat error na lumabas this week hahaha.

Kanina sa Wok usap kami ng the girls (minus Happy-happy Jas, who's possibly experiencing classic euphoria at being liked haha) and I just had to bring up the 4am dream that's so totally like this other dream I had that's about me and a guy doing basically nothing, he's telling me this LOTR-ish story with matching mapa ng kung anu-anong lupain, etc. It's scary getting into this whole thing again dahil sa totoo lang, bai, a single major heartbreak is enough. Let's pretend you didn't hear that.

Let's charge it to my being Cancer, and how things are prettier when they're in your head, and how life is really a lot like coming home with one headlight (pasintabi kay Stephen King -- ay, at sa Wallflowers). Nakadama lang ako ng matinding kalungkutan kasi ayoko talaga ng nagkakagusto sa tao.

Parang suicide.

Pero kalimutan na natin yon. Paalis na si Jinky. First in first out nga mga tao sa GFS hahahaha oo na hindi na nakakatawa yon pero ba't ang dami sa Finance nawawala? Inggit actually kami kay Jinky, kasi she made a stand and followed through. No na talaga! F*ck numbers! Gusto ko mag-Hongkong Disney! Pinanganak akong performer! Etc.

Punchline of the week: Alam mo yung fortune cookie na binibigay after dinner sa mga Chinese restaurant? Hindi ko alam kung may kinalaman ito sa kahihinatnan ng buhay ko pero pagkabigay na pagkabigay nung cookie kinain agad namin ni Janice. Pagtingin namin sa natirang piraso, walang lamang papel. Nagkatinginan kami. Niluwa ni Janice yung strip of paper sa bibig niya. Oo nakain namin ang words of wisdom ng fortune cookie. Teka! Wala pa yung punchline! Eto na: yung akin, NALULON KO! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA akala mo nakakatawa ikaw kaya makalulon ng papel. Buti pa Janice kahit kadiri at least nabasa pa niya. E yung akin? It will forever haunt me! Ano ang nakasulat sa fortune cookie ko? Ano?!?

{Horoscopes scare me. Minsan totoo e.}

Ang pinakikinggan ko ngayon: The Bartender Song

Staff Meeting Today

2005-09-20T20:06:00.000+08:00

Meron ngang menu, wala namang ma-order, o waiter!

Tama si Jem. Ang Parokya na siguro ang pinakamatalinong gagong banda sa mundo. Akalain mo bang na-baboy pati ang already disconnected mish-mash-ness ng System of a Down? Riot! Mang Jose pa lang nga {lalo na kung color yellow} gumugulong na ako kakatawa.

Payong kaibigan ko kay Janice: kung gusto mo maging ahead of the pack sa mundo ng alterna-pop slash rock, NU is the way to go. F**k nga lang ang bago naming lugar. Great vantage point nga puro static naman ang 107.5. Oh, sadness.

Teka nga, mag-oorder lang ng flair bottles ang Kuya. Balik ako mamaya.

Keep Holy the Sabbath

2005-09-18T18:00:00.000+08:00

Pero pinagtrabaho namin si Edwin para madagdagan ng hard drive ang The Computer That Kicks Ass. Masama kaya yon?

Apart from naglinis ako ng lumang bahay, naglinis talaga ako ng bahay-bahayan ko kahapon. Andami kong natagpuang mga bagay na pwede na pala itapon pero nakikitambay pa rin sa kayliit kong study table:

May mga stuff na ilang taon nang hindi nagagalaw. Mukha rin namang hindi magagamit. Pero nandun pa rin. Hindi naman ako senti. Really. Birthday nga ng kaibigan nakakalimutan ko e (Alzheimer's pala tawag don hahahaha).

Eto mga tinapon ko:

Attempt ko sa NF (National Federation ng JPIA) na magka-discount card noong mga 2002-03
Kalahating bote ng mga deodorant
Ticket ng Vagina Monologues
Ticket ng premiere ng LOTR
Empty bote ng Victoria's Secret Love Spell (ba't wa-epek ito?)
Cool na cool na tira-tira ng isang black and silver wrapper
Yung pang-cover ng bibig na mala-pang-doktor: 2 luma; gamit na
Isang bead bracelet na bigay ng isang taong nabulag sa akin for about two days
Lumang envelope (naninilaw)
Issue ng Carillon
Resibo ng mga kinainin, binilhan
Tira-tirang Christmas cards: isang proyektong medyo hindi ko natapos two years ago (balak ko kasi bigyan LAHAT ng kakilala ko ng card na may mahabang mensahe each; yung sa Sinda lang natapos ko)
Standard Chartered new ATM welcome letter (noong nasa Thomson pa ako)

I just noticed kasi na ang dami-dami kong gustong gawin na hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa nagagawa / sinisimulan. Tamad kasi talaga ako bilang tao. Minsan nga naisip ko kung hindi ako pine-pressure ng mga tao sa paligid ko na gumalaw, baka ma-time warp na lang ako at magising sa isang araw na nag-iba na ang lahat. Haha. Riot yon.

Bukas siguro bili ako DKU5 (6610i phone ko; fuck Globe for penalizing early adopters -- sa San Miguel plan kasi Plan800 ito free nung kumuha ako, a few weeks after Plan500 palang may 6020 na tsaka yung phone ni Jas na Ericsson na kinda mabangis -- san kaya pwede isumbong tong mga hudyo) samantalang pinag-iisipan ang pagbili ng tunay at ganap na digicam.

Magmu-mutual funds na rin ako kasi nakakaiyak ang may five-digit balance sa ATM. Wednesday date ko with our nice and bubbly financial adviser (Kinorner ako nito nung Thursday by asking kung ano ang gusto ko bang ma-acheive in five to ten years -- LRP ito, wala akong naisagot: just some shit about putting up a business(?). Ano nga ba talaga? Gusto ko magbenta ng bigas. Magturo sa public schools. Magsulat ng nobela at kumita ng LIMPAK LIMPAK na salapi.)

Kanina sa mall kumain ako ng YangChow budget meal ng Henlin. Ang sarap, ha. Malungkot nga lang. Mag-isa lang ako e. (Kailangan ko na talaga kasi bumili ng closed shoes na black. Kung makita mo yung mala-slipper ko na flats pang-office (P500) maaawa ka talaga.) Masakit pa sa paa. Paano sa basement ng Sta. Lucia walang upuan ang mga kainan.

May testimonial ako: Ang cool-cool ng STUMBLEUPON. Una gamit ka muna Mozilla Firefox (maliit lang ang download; junk Internet Explorer -- magpaka-anti-mainstream ka kunwari!), tapos download ka ng stumbleupon. It's this program that will summon random wonderful websites based on your predefined list of interests. Ni-reco ko yung ibang mga napuntahan ko sa yahoogroups namin sa Sinda pero parang wala namang nagbabasa nung mga pinapadala ko hahahaha. Mga hudyo talaga. (Pasintabi sa mga tunay na hudyo. Na-pick-up ko lang to noong highschool, sa isang Filipino teacher)

Kunwari:

Puntahan niyo, dali!

Ang Nakaraan

2005-09-17T16:03:00.000+08:00

So para daplisan na lang natin ang getting-to-know-you stage, and so we can move on to better things, etong sa'yo:

attempts at philosophy

attempts at literature

attempts at being human

May dati akong digital bahay sa blogdrive, pero things are getting sticky there, at least at my end, kasi at some point you want to lay your cards right out in the world. And the truth is I'm only slightly about melodrama (wink). The rest is cruising.

Today the plan is to overcome laziness by finally buying the closed black shoes I've been promising myself last week pa, isang 80 gig para sa Biyuuuutiful Black and Silver Bebe (a.k.a The Computer That Kicks Ass), rethinking not going to Racks for some gig Mico texted, putting to rest my mother's month-long yearning for this certain issue of the Economist, tinkering with Flash for The Great & Uncanny Misadventures of Ding & Ferdinand Lancaster, and maybe also fixing / sewing my auntie's pambahay so she can have peace.

Apart from that, lilinisin ko na yung luma kong bahay para walang gulo. Tapos tsaka na tayo magkwentuhan tungkol sa kung anu-ano. Oki?