hmmmm.... i have a little time left in the office so i might as well make a little fun out of it.
my cellphone is so old its message alert tone is a sigh.
my cellphone is so old you have to pick up its keypads after you enter your message.
my cellphone is so old its ringtones are coarse and shrill sounding. (am waiting for it to have a ghostly tone too)
my cellphone is so old that it has experienced a lot of charger deaths. (this one's corny...or maybe all of it. but what the heck)
my cellphone is so old its LCD is gray.
my cellphone is so old that it doesn't want to accept kiddy game apps anymore.
my cellphone is so old that it snors aloud every night.
my cellphone is so old that hmmmmm its already 6:05
gtg!
it's made up of a hovering round plate and am on it hoping i will not fall in the next weeks.
so they want me to find them a website developer plus hosting. and so i cram. not really cram but it should be the other way around hmmmm integrate. daz better. i know nothing about web designing nor all the geek speak that's incorporated in the business that's why i leaned on to hifi.
and as always uber thanks to my other half.
i really have no idea or am i just confused or somewhat disturbed by the little details that you have to put together. it's like doing a lego robot. this SQL piece goes here and this cron job piece on the top of the robot's horn.
i have gazillions of inquiries really. like what is the size of a typical webpage, 50mb? 3kb? do i go for straight html? or the flashy this-website-is-cool-coz-it's-moving? do i get a separate hosting company or dive in to the web design-web hosting package? do i spend 50k? or settle with a 24k proposal? am i sleepy? or am i? seriously i was expecting to finish this task before the day ends but hayyy...i failed. maybe tommorow. is that the right spelling of tomorrow?
everyday i am always looking forward to 5pm. not that i am a lazy lot but the 5pm sunset rays perk me up. the going home. the cooking dinner. and the hughug that i will be missing come january. err...am i getting flimsy like a menstrual pad again? yes you are puny little brown man.
hehehe this is fun. just telling the whole world about your life while looking at the keyboard smiling like a happy gingerbread. gar i miss the days when i was high. but mind you i hate them. i mean after the drug signs off like that static sound a tv makes after the national antheme... it's over when you hear it. ain't fun anymore when someone loses an eye.
i am still looking on the proposals these web companies purred on my lap. cats! i want one!
what happened to me????
i have no idea. first i got off my current job. that is, goodbye to being a radio demi-god slash audio-cable-for-toes-tree-folk ( i am just dishing off everything that crosses my mind, ill tell you later why). where were we? oh, hahaha i resigned behbeh! yep i did. yep i sent my resignation flying in paperplane style. and i am hearing kherdiezel talking. i always hear people say you have an interesting job dude. being a producer in radio, won't get interesting if you just get tired of doing the same stuff for almost ten years or maybe not or maybe yes or maybe i am developing a three year career itch. 9 is the new three. let it out let it out mister blogger geek. so, i resigned in my job. darn it.
stop.
break.
halt.
i am doing this to compensate the lost space in the course of my cyber absence.
and i decided to get married. hehehe. i heard somebody's pregnant? shhhh.
i have a new job!!!
and i am currently in the administrator's computer here in my office that enjoy's a view of the not-makati ortigas. i am here! i am here! better compensation. not to mention my being a carpenter like my grandfather. it's because of the term "linggohan" or weekly.
*brushes drool off the sleeve*
yeah man weekly. imagine having money every friday night. i hear the sweet barfing of a beer bottle brother!
hmmm time's up. gotta go gotta run. pork and banana soup. yum yum.
argh i'm so gay.
i am looking at the keyboard thinking of how long it has been since i upadted my blog. i want to update this blog as often as i can. but i can't seem to put in my thoughts here. it's a good thing that lei loves to write and we sometimes have writing exercises before we go to sleep and she wrote a line there that somehow affected my blogging. she wrote, "i don't want a mediocre piece". but for the life of it, this is just blogging. but i can't get it off my system mama. to write good entries as often as possible. check louie's blog. talking about not mediocre. :D yes yes yes this is the place where we can be just ourselves. so please seigfred, for the love of writing or/and expression fill your blog as often as possible.
and don't be that perpetual sentimental drama dude that you are. get a life!
uh...ok.
two day's ago we were stuck in what seems to be forever, waiting for a taxi on a darned rainy monday. and behind us in the line is a a german chick with her pinoy hubby and their little Talia.
she's a cooty cooty little duck. louie, i want one. now now now. reminds me of last week. aussie already approved her application. her visa is now a good to go. and we talked. about plans. i want to be sad. but i should not. i've had long distance relationships before and it can take you to surprises you don't want. but i am positive with this. i mean, we've been to a lot of relationships and it would be silly if we had not learned from those. it's funny we're planning to tie the knot next year. we're giving our families the surprise of their life. i hope that we will see that day. and i also don't want to think that that won't happen. anyway's i am happy for her. it's been her dream to go there. and as i've said, this would be seigfred's hitchhike of a lifetime. coot coot cuddly cuddly i want one now.
people, we are expecting two more storms before we go caroling on the streets. ompong and paeng. male names because the people in PAGASA dried up the tank of female names. i remember we have names like undang, ruping, and a lot of silly sounding names that end with ng. back to that darned monday. here's an SM employee doing the flood strut.
if you are wondering what in the world is he doing. that rectangular metal board with handle is a street sign which is now an improvised flood sweeper. onli in da pilipins man. and in the premises of what is supposed to be some proud asian mall we call SM Megamall. how clever. my aunt, a missionary from cambodia sent me an SMS asking about that typhoon that made billboards yield to its fury. well, all i can say is, 1 typhoon and it bogged down the capital of a country. 2 day brownouts, no phonelines, atm lines are busted, third world country. a perfect disaster. which reminds me, i have to email her.
hehe too much of hello world this is my corner. enjoy mutilating my writing. ta-ta.
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