14.2.07

Update: #n


It's been months since I was able to post something worth reading here (And, if you go through my previous entries, you'll find out that the same sentence was repeated more than twice!). For the sake of updating this and you, my sneaky-yet-faithful lurkers (and having something to look back at 10 years from now); enter, the bullets...

  • I've moved to a new company that could give me the kind of growth I need. It pays way, way better than my previous employer; and I won't have to work at night worrying that another batch of government agents storm in and take random pictures of us "promoting" pr0n.

  • Egan and Bry broke up.

  • Remi split up with Aleli a few weeks after Egan and Bry did.

  • Liel learned to dance Joey de Leon's new novelty song, Itaktak Mo.

  • Merville Saturday nights are getting frequent...

  • I'm doing Bleach marathons at work.

  • Egan's film "Klepto" is on the 19th Gawad CCP.

  • We spent two Sundays looking for a place to move to in Manila. It's not as easy as it seemed. If you know a place I could rent for me and my sisters, please let me know. A two-storey, two-bedroom house would be great.

  • Kitch finally got around to doing her own blog.


I seriously think that my work hours make me lose some parts of my writing self. I normally don't settle for bullets, which constitute the random-ness of my thoughts.

Screw that. This IS my blog, anyway.

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26.1.07

Meme. (What does it stand for, anyway?)


Got this from a friend's blog:

When was the last time you got drunk?
A few years ago at Anton's place in Bulacan. I found myself doing push-ups right in the middle of the street.

What's your favorite style of socks?
Toe socks!

One big gift or a bunch of little gifts?
Little gifts. (iPod Mini, O2 Mini, Playstation Portable... err mini?, etc)

When is your birthday?
Great timing. December.

Who's your best friend?
I don't do best friends. I don't like ranking my friends on a chart like songs from a radio countdown. I have lots of good friends, though.

Do you like energy drinks?
No. I tried one that tasted like a cold, week-old used sock soup. Never touched anything with the word "energy" or "power" on the label ever since.

When was the last time you went to a carnival or a fair?
I forgot.

Do you like upside down rollercoasters?
As long as I don't eat ANYTHING prior to riding one.

Have you ever witnessed/been in a wet t-shirt contest?
Nope. Would love to see one someday, though.

What're your favorite kind of chips?
Pringles! (Sour Cream or Salt and Vinegar).

What's your favorite aquatic creature?
A sea lion?

Ever drive your car on a sidewalk?
Nope. I'm a good driver without my own car.

Would you rather bake brownies or cookies?
Anything chocolatey.

What's your favorite coffee flavour?
Caramel Macchiato.

Do you own a knife?
I have a Swiss Knife with the word "intel" on it. Pretty useful on instant noodles and stubborn ingrowns. Haha.

How many scars do you have on your body that are non-surgical?
I have one on my right arm. That one got burnt when I was still baking muffins for a restaurant somewhere in Manila.

What is one turn-off about someone you are interested in?
Trying too hard with speaking English (nosebleed!)

What is one turn-ON about someone you are interested in?
Being a good conversationalist.

Do you own a fish?
We had an aquarium full of them when I was a kid. I was usually tasked to clean the tank while my sisters played with the fishes in the bucket where we temporarily put them. My dad drains the water, so I'm supposed to scrub every nook and cranny of that moss-ridden thing, he said.

To answer that question, no. I don't. For reasons one might formulate from the previous paragraph.

Do you think there's other life in the universe?
It would be a terrible waste of space if there wasn't.

Do you sleep with your bedroom door open?
No. With almost everyone in our street already awake, I won't be able to. Kids make a lot of weird noises when put in front of the place I stay in. Like backmasked tapes.

Are you the type who can sleep anywhere if need be?
As long as my feet is on something higher than the ground and I'm not standing.

What are you mostly addicted to?
Chocnut. Broken Social Scene. And the smell of Kitch's head after her classes.

Are you supposed to be doing something else instead of this survey?
Now that you mentioned it, yes. Watching Bleach.

What will your wedding song be?
Something different. Pachelbel's Canon in D? Nah.

How many times do you say "fuck" a day?
Most probably, less than Peachy does. Hah.

What's your most-used swear word?
Potek. (Is that valid?)

Do you fear death?
No. (I'm not sure why I said that)

What's your favorite video game?
Grand Theft Auto! With all that sex-violence-rock-and-roll roleplaying shit.

Are you currently dating someone?
err...

Do you like to play football with your friends?
NFL on Dave's old Dreamcast.

Do you like big crowds?
I'm allergic to crowds. Especially mall sale crowds.

When was the last time you checked the time?
When I still had the watch that my dad handed down to me.

How bored are you, exactly?
Well, I did this under one hour. So there.

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9.1.07

New Year, New Life (...or something like it)


I can't tell much about how the year started for me... unwanted people might see this entry and tell even more unwanted people. If you're one of them, please stop reading and leave now. If you're one of my stalkers, I guess it's okay.

No long stories here, the pic below would suffice:



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I got Kitch a pink SLVR for our second anniv. I haven't been that generous to anyone ever since... errr... I dunno. You'd know this if I was one of your ex's. She seemed so happy right after seeing the logo on the box. Somehow, that moment felt really nice (and that was the first time I've been mushy on this blog).

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I stumbled upon this a few days ago while Pol was explaining a new "business venture" to me thru YM:




Behold the Filipino definition of originality.

Happy New Year. And just in case, Happy Valentines and Happy Chinese New Year to you, too.

30.12.06

The clicheish, iconic baby with the new year sash strangling him


Saw this one from Leighn's blog... thought about doing the same. Here goes:

It's time for this again!

Mechanics for this is that you put the first sentences of the first posts per month and that will be your year end review.

Jan: DISCLAIMER: I enjoyed Christmas. I just wanted to let my alter-ego do the entry.

Feb: I was handed a flyer that said something about a concert at 6AM in the morning.

March: Egan's latest film is on exhibit at the Gateway Mall (Cubao). Kitch portrays the lead role of a girl with Kleptomania disorder (thus, the title).

April: My father handed down his decade-old SLR to me.

May: One good thing about keeping in touch with friends even after college is that you get to enjoy perks not brought by your regular job but can be easily acquired through somebody else's snap of a finger.

June: I was supposed to post photos of our Galera trip, the 6underground Up dharma Down listers' night, and other stuff.

July: (none)

August: An officemate forwarded this to me this morning.

Sept: I awoke to the barrage of knocks at my door earlier tonight. In my Knock Meter, that kind of knocking would only mean two things: either the whole street's set ablaze again, or there's someone outside with a serious death wish.

Oct: I was supposed to do an entry about how the typhoon Millenio woke me up on that dreaded day

Nov: Disregard the last post.

Dec: Saw this one from Leighn's blog... thought about doing the same.



So there. I quite surprised to see that I've managed to blog at least once a month this year in spite of my uber-busy-ness. Guess I need to be more active doing this... else, I won't have anything to let my grandkids read when the time comes. I'd rather not die telling them about my post-adolescent issues.

Belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!

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15.11.06

At least something moved.


Moving this blog on another webhost was futile on the first try. Doing the layout was actually easier than it used to be. It was implenting wordpress in the layout (or vice versa) that proved to be a pain. I got to do it for two days, and after finding out that there were so many details I left out, I took a crash course in PHP, thanks to my hardcore PHP programmer colleagues.

In a nutshell, I guess I'll be stuck here until I get to do some serious reading on this PHP eBook that I got from another officemate.



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Our office recently moved to the far away land of Ortigas, right in the heart of it. I'll spare you the first-day-new-place blues. It's not that note-worthy, really:
  • The place looks like an abandoned warehouse, straight out of an old, nostalgic Pinoy film... or a haunted house (building, for that matter). For a fact, a couple of guys from the team go to the empty floor below us to get their daily dose of ectoplasm.

    A couple of pictures shown below "might" lead me to believe that we are, in fact, "not alone". PP done: resized and marked the important details that might be missed by the uncaring/stupid eye. I would be wasting my time if I just did those myself, would I?

  • The elevator smells like a thousand stinky old shoes and a hundred thousand more mothballs were used to preserve them while waiting for tenants.

  • The water goes out at 2AM; by 4AM the whole floor reeks (even with the door closed) like a hundred demons decided to pee on the walls -- I can't even begin to describe how the actual washroom smells like.

  • My PC runs like a fat, old, sweaty man. The one who uses this PC in the morning changes the resolution to his personal favorite, 1280X800px, which makes it look like I'm supposed to see an old Chinese film right after I login every night.

The only positive thing I can think of about the place at the moment is that the airconditioning feels like Caucasian christmas; it gets awfully cold at times. I'm giving it 2 months before everything starts breaking down, thus turning the place into a real hellhole.


I'd probably still be around by then to sweat night after night or die of suffocation... whichever comes first.






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Update: #n
Meme. (What does it stand for, anyway?)
New Year, New Life (...or something like it)
The clicheish, iconic baby with the new year sash ...
At least something moved.
Oops...
Change.
Under the influence of oversleeping
On homophobia and weird resort names.
I knew it.

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