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October 6, 2005

I have no updates because I’ve had no life beyond work. But you all know that; I’ve been telling you every chance I get. I don’t even remember half the stuff I did the past few days.

Last Saturday, I had a bit of time to go to Greenhills and pick up monsy’s copy of Final Fantasy 7: Advent Children. Then I was off to National Bookstore in SM City North Edsa to buy office supplies because I love office supplies and National Bookstore is one of my favorite shops. At SM, I bumped into Kai (Sara saw me first) and that was such a surprise, probably moreso for Kai because I had my dorky eyeglasses on and looked like — well, not naman a taong - grasa, but more like a taong - langis; ang oily ko noon. Did I scare you, Kai? Then, alas, I went back home and took to keyboard. Booooorrrrrinnng.

Sunday, I had a meeting at 2:00 pm. I know, “Sunday” and “meeting” in a sentence? Not a good thing.

After that, it’s all a blur. I know today I was in front of the computer all day. I had to take off my contact lenses and wear my dorky glasses because the screen glare was causing a sting in my eyes. And it really felt like my butt cheeks were stuck together forever. Seriously.  I also discovered a nicely strange or strangely nice magazine called “The Stick Insect Hunter“.  I just don’t remember anymore whether I discovered it today or a few years ago.  I am sooo in trouble.  Anyway, it’s a self - published art magazine by Andy Maluche, who’s been living in the Philippines for a while and loves it so.  He’s nuts but I like his work.  His butt’s all over the place.  Check out the site and you’ll see what I mean.   

On a more personal, less buttocky - note: I worked on my fellow Beerkadet Naja’s blog because, well, she couldn’t. I love her pictures. Check out the blog because it’s been recently updated. None too soon. And Paula, I felt the advice I gave you was the best I could for now. Please think some more. Trust me on this. It’ll work out, probably not as soon as you’d like, but it will all work out. “This too shall pass.” Believe me, when it does, you’ll wonder why you were so troubled. Forgive me if I worry about you. I give a shit. Love and peace, Baby Sis.

I promise to make more sense next time. Or I won’t post at all. Cross my butt, hope `to, `day!

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