The Ingrate Strikes Back

Yep, after grueling days of paid labor, desperately getting an OC fix over flowcharts —I AM SO DONE with my Herculean project(the fucking manual!). 

But in between all the corporate whore stint, I was able to accomplish other things like:

1. Terminate people. Bwahahaha. I am the evil schienivel(do not correct me! I want it to sound German).

2. Join my comrades in their gastronomic experience via Mang Jimmys. Actually it was more of a colonoscopic misadventure because, we ended up taking turns in the rest room. Loperamide saved me. And yeah, my sup is still on sick leave.  Mura na, Marumi pa!! 

3. Celebrate with my friends. My BFF just got engaged!!! WOOT! And this is my first time to be a MOH. Oh, the pressure! *must start planning the bachelorette party!*

4.  Read books like The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman, a part of Vonnegut’s Cat’s Craddle, a book with a collection of cheesy love stories. Oh my God, what the hell was I thinking when I got the first one. I will not mention the title. And yes, for some brief moments of delusion,I read Eclipse of Stephenie Meyer. I was also able to check some of my friends’ blog. The FOG (Fall Out Girl) — a former friend wants her old self back. Hmmm. I’m wondering if she wants her old friends too. But yeah, that another story.

5.Catch up on my tv series marathon. I’m done with How I Met your Mother 4 or was it 3, Heroes is sooo getting into my nerves BTW. LOST—I’m almost this close to pulling my hair out of it’s roots. I want it to be done with. I’m not far behind my House M.D. epis. So far, so good.

And yes, the ploy for world domination is still at large.  Things have been pretty murky lately. I need time to focus. I also need a new hide out. 

Oh well, let’s save some for later.  I’m seeing RED already.  I might consider moving to Mars.  And well done God! You have taken away my inspirattion and replaced it with lots of perspiration. Again, whatever it is I will look at it dead in the eye and say WHAT——EVER!!!!!

Good Grief

Three years ago, this same month I received a phone call that made my heart stopped. For a second, I was pronounced dead.  It was almost noon and I had just came home from work. On my way, I decided to get my laundry. It was somehow a normal afternoon. I was glad I survived another day at the graveyard. But on that single day, that afternoon, even before I got that call, I felt a peculiar sense of absence—a strong urge of sudden longing that I knew.. I knew it had to be IT. So when I picked up the phone and uttered the first word, I knew it should have been Goodbye instead of  “Hello”. Goodbye, Mom.
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TOP 5: The Year that was 2008

You know, come to think of it…last  year was far better than 2007.  I guess it was my year (Rat).  Unbelievable but yes, it was fruitful.

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