Tonight was the first time I woke up laughing from a dream I had. It was about a religious Saturday morning cartoon very similar to Super Book and Flying House. There was a talking robot, two kids a dog and a catchy theme song that would repeatedly shout out the cartoon’s title: The super adventures of Jesus Christ and God Damnit.

I dunno. Seeing Jesus preach to people with a straight face about God(addressing him with his innapropriate surname) just really gets me. But I guess that’s all i’ll mention about it. The last time I talked about something religiously funny offended a lot of people. And coming from a family of religious conservatives I really try to keep these things to myself.

but lmao. God Damnit.

3:00am. not good. going to sleep. atrocious grammar but what the hell.

zzz.

There are just some things people won’t tell you directly for a number of reasons but mostly because no one wants to look like the jerk. I really need to learn how to take a hint sometimes.

co-worker: Sir, ano ba to? Ang lalim naman masyado ng binabasa niyo.
me: hmm?
cw: Yung pom(poem). Ang lalim masyado. Di ko maintindihan.
me: Saan? Wala namang poem sa libro na yan ah.
cw: *hands me back the book*

The ape and the crab
The ape and the crab II
Little peachling
The Foxes wedding

The deputations of peasants
at their lord’s gate
The ghost of sakura sogoro
thrusting the petition into
the shogun’s litter

Tales of Old Japan, Page 19. Table of contents.

me: *facepalms*

HR seriously needs to revise their IQ tests.

there’s a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything, but it’s not giving up. it’s realizing  that you don’t need certain people and their crap.

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Remember when you could have a nonsensical conversation about the most random things for a couple of hours and that would  have made for a fine day? I miss that.

Been dealing with a client at Makati for a few days now. It’s not the meetings that get me stressed, it’s the commute home.

No matter how much crap I am putting up with I can’t help but be cheery over the phone when talking to my clients. I don’t know when I learned to do this. But it’s really convenient.

A while ago Angeli sent me a copy of a Palanca I wrote for her back in 2005 when she was in her sophomore year in college. I was supposed to put it up here and  have it speak for itself but reading through it twice made me realize how… how… how you can bring my little pony, rainbow brite and the care bears together for an 80’s reunion party, get them high on marijuana and have them write an essay on love and world peace and my letter would still be bubblier. No one needs to have to read that kind of fuckery in this day and age.

That being said it’s really hard to imagine that I wrote all that… especially when my current tone is usually the direct opposite peppered with cussing and sarcasm.

Job that pays the bills

My own place

A car

Laptop

High end phone

Stop feeling like the biggest dork in any social situation

Learn how to forgive or apologize and really mean it

Get piss drunk

Get piss drunk and figure out why the hell you’d want to get drunk in the first place

Learn how to cook

Learn how to cook without tearing down the kitchen

Travel somewhere that isn’t work related

Join a bowling league

Point a camera at friends who like to do the trademark japanese peace sign, but not actually take a picture… just see how long they’ll stay that way

Be free of any medication

Learn how to play pet society & restaurant city