Rainy Days and Mondays

I almost forgot I had a blog. I am SOO sorry for myself for having my job suck the very existence out of me. Asshole.

At least I made it. Well, barely made it. In the span of two weeks I have been laughing, crying and being a wimp just for the job I so terribly want and need.

And now, it's raining puppies, fajitas and chicken teriyaki. Go figure.

I am now starting to lack sleep and my LVs aren't helping either. People in production can either be snotty, slutty or just plain ugly. BAD. Sometimes you can be really thankful that I can ride the cab and arrive in no time, still, I'm not used to sleeping on the job.

Sometimes though, you just can't help it. Hahaha.

For some reason I am now having writers' block. Sadly.

Pure BS.


(disclaimer: left brain at home. REM was composed of typing, pacing and the great SKSK and hanging up questions. will make up for lost time)

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The End of the Long-Short Wait

After how many weeks, I am a few days away from knowing if the job'll want me as well.


We'll be going through Abay yet we'll be having test bed as well.WTF? Dry run for dummies, in short. And because I want the job so much I cannot complain about the ungodly hour of the shift nor the fact that there will be no floorwalkers and uglies to help us when the weirdos start to invade our so-called lives through the net.


Dammit. Ambisyosa.

On the lighter side of life, I am accustomed to once again, walking home. It keeps me healthy and hikes up a god amount of time until I meet up with Morpheus. Yet to wake up just because the light that streams into the room is too much? That's another story.

No updates yet. Yet I find myself yearning once again for a new desktop. It'll relieve me of deprived sanity. But on the other hand, let's just keep that thought at bay.

Mano got his report card a few days ago. Quite frustrating, but knowing the dark side of (eew) alma mater, if this won't be worked on ASAP, the little boy's going down.

Changes, changes. And more adjustments to follow. Uglies here and cuties there. I'm starting to think that the world is going back to it's normal state.

Not-so-puffing with pride. But yes, feeling accomplished.