I Have Game. Do You?

Alas, internet connection! Using my old yet trusty laptop again. Five years old and counting. Seems like I'd be using this beauty for a longer time. My monitor is still busted but, now that I have dsl in my laptop, having it fixed or buying a new LCD monitor is not really a priority. Dang. I forgot to upload my comments regardign that rabbi and breasts thingie. Will do that tomorrow or before the week ends. ******** My head hurts. Hangover sucks. Grr. Watched the championship game last night between Teletech and eTel at the Metro Gym. Sadly, we lost. But it was a good game, kulang lang talaga . After the game I did some errands. While having some jewelry fixed at Shang some guys from the basketball team texted me they were in Pier 1 in the Fort area 'celebrating.' When I arrived at Pier 1 the closed area was full of eTel people, upper management and operations people. Mejo overwhelmed ako . Haha. Ang daming tao kaya ang saya ! The beer was ov...

Fascinated with this argument . Just to give you a heads up - it's about breast-feeding. The 'controversial' article which started all this brouhaha. This is a father's rebuttal to the said article. This is a blog-for-mothers point of view. My sentiments I will post tomorrow. Too upset and too much stress. And monitor still not working. Bwiset.

I'm sharing this, er, for lack of a better term, piece of 'office controversy.' Hehe. And FYI, we did this during our lunch break. Heck, stress. Yep, the things you do to un-stress. ***************************************************** 16th Floor QA Room Rally Report by Greeny Messenger There were compaints filed against Vince, a Quality Assurance Officer (QA). There were 4 complainants, who also happen to stay in the 16th floor, who had different accusations against the said QA. They said the defendant inflicted physical injury to them and is continuously doing so. The complainants feared the hurting may lead to something even worse so they took action and filed a complaint. As of now, there is no investigation being conducted by HR and the complainants held a demonstration at the QA room at the 16th floor. Below are photos taken of the complainants: Here's a complainant who fears he might be the next victim. Here's a complainant who claims he was tortured. Here...

My monitor at home is busted so I haven't been able to go online for a week now. I've asked to have my dsl installed on my laptop since I had to reinstall its original OS when XP slowed it down too much. Oh well. Hassle. I'm now only online when in the office.

Sometimes life throws you these amazing fastballs. I don't like spending time analyzing how to catch it the easiest way I can. I just grab a bat and swing away. I just swing away.

I miss you. Fuck it. I miss you so much. I miss running my fingers through your hair. Fuck it. I miss your lips. I miss you. I miss being with you. I miss the way you make me laugh. I miss you. I miss everything about you. I miss you.

I'm turning 30 this October. And sometimes I can't quite believe it. At times I feel some years of my life just passed me by and it sucks when I waste time thinking long and hard what I did with those years. It also hurts I can't seem to remember what good those wasted years did me. There are so many things I'd love to accomplish, adventures I'd love to devour, experiences I'd want to gush about, deadlines I'd be challenged to meet. Yet here I am in my darkened room thinking about wasted years, nothing to show for my bravery and eloquence. I am envious and I am still blind. I see the horns of depression pushing its way out. I feel the bumps of helplessness struggling to take over. I'm thinking it's futile to stop them. But I still suppress them with what's left of my diminishing sanity. I'd like to think I'm in control of my life. I'd like to think I'm an adult who has learned...