I wonder if the Catholic Church considers piracy as a sin… at least one that I should be confessing to a priest during er… confession. If so, I suppose I have more than ten years’ worth of piracy-related sins to confess. Yeah, I go to confession. Once a year, around the Holy Week period usually. Once a year is the minimum frequency required by the Catholic Church, but I wonder how many observe it?
I feel like I should be used to it, but summer seems a lot more intense this year.
Yesterday, the guard at my office building pissed me off quite a bit. He refused to let me in because I was wearing slippers! Since we dress casually on Saturdays, very so often I like to wear slippers to work, especially when I’m feeling too lazy to put on socks. They never gave me any trouble before, so I argued with the guard for a bit. Stubborn-headed, he still wouldn’t let me in.
I’ve always been suspicious of radio station top ten lists, assuming they are predetermined marketing scams and not really based on actual listener requests. When I was in high school I wanted to put this theory to the test by having a whole lot of people call one station and request a really old song – my choice at the time was “Hey Jude” by the Beatles. Unfortunately, my plan fell through because I could not gather the critical mass needed to accomplish it.
Wooo! I’m not sure how to begin; my brothers and I have been wrestling fans for almost twenty years now, and as far as I can remember this was the only time that the WWE ever came to the Philippines. The last time was a long time ago, and although I wanted to see it, there was no way I could convince my parents then that the largish amount of cash needed to go was worth it.
… or so he claimed. The conversation started off easily enough, he said the MMDA over at Megamall were staring him down for daring to wait for me to run up to his cab. For some reason, he soon digressed into how earlier that day he had witnessed a man snatch a cellphone from a young woman inside a jeepney. The young woman was of course dumbstruck as the perp made his escape.
On our way down the mountain from Batangas, we stopped in a small, quaint town filled with old-fashioned simple folk. For some reason, I took the opportunity to vanish into the shadows and watch as the buses left me behind. I roamed around the small town, hoping to find some sort of means with which I could escape my mundane life and start over in a some other paradise. Twice people from the company came back, looking for someone, but apparently not me.
Yeah, I haven’t been posting lately. I still have a lot of thoughts running around my head, and often throughout the day I find myself thinking, “I should post an entry about this.” But at the end of the day, I’m tired and I’m exhausted from thinking about two hundred different issues and juggling twenty different priorities, so I don’t post about it. I note it somewhere and sooner or later it becomes irrelevant and I forget why I wanted to post it in the first place.
… but what the hell. I will try more new things this year.
… but I just want to see what happens now. The transition from the last year felt a bit strange to me. Usually, the new year is a time for letting go of the past, and looking ahead to a whole new future. That so perfectly described the end of the last year, as things changed around me and just naturally fell into positions where I would be able to leave them behind.
I had three teeth taken out today, all of them deep in the bottom-left part of mouth. One of them was apparently a wisdom tooth that had lodged itself in a peculiar angle. That one required surgery (and was not covered by my health card). When you’re there, even when your mouth is numb, even if you’re not really scared or anything, once you start to feel that pressure on your jaw, you can’t help but be at least a little bit anxious.
I’m never really sure. I woke up this morning with a slight headache, compounding my annoying cough and colds. I’m sure I would have been able to make it to work and put on a whole day’s work, albeit probably at a less productive level. But then again, if I rest today, I may be able to put in a 110% productive day tomorrow, whereas not resting might cause me to be unproductive for more than one day.
It nevers fails, every week, around 1-2pm on a Sunday. For some unexplainable reason, an overpowering drowsiness steps in, and I must sacrifice 2-3 hours of my time to sleep. it’s not a normal sleep either, it’s the kind of sleepm that’s very hard to break. You wake up it’s 4pm, and think “There’s some stuff I have to do,” but by 5pm you’re still happily sleeping. Only happens when I’m at home though (which is most Sundays), and not just to me.
Freedom from work at least. I’ve been meaning to take a two-week leave since late last year, but never found a chance. Now is the perfect time, just before I jump full-swing into the next large project (which may or may not be confidential in nature) So, no thinking about work for two weeks, unless they call me in for an emergency :( What stuff do I have planned? I’m not skipping town or anything.
I’ve known of Markku Seguerra’s rebelpixel website for a while, having enjoyed his constant stream of OPM-friendly lyrics section. Today, I came upon his blog post about his band with some Pisay 96 batchmates. Their band is Pop Ratio, and he’s made available some original tracks and also some covers on his website. They’re pretty okay, you might want to listen to a few. I know some of my own batchmates are active in bands, I wonder if I can get any (free) samples of their music?
Yeah, so there. It was an impromptu hiatus anyway. Unplanned and whatever. Work has been hell lately. Not a tedious kind of hell though. Just the sort that sucks up a lot of time. I spent more than 15 hours in the office on my birthday. Twenty-seven huh? I wish I had more to say, but birthdays seem to matter less and less as I get older. I’m in a good place right now, but I’m still not where I ultimately want to be.
Radio is so primitive. You can’t skip songs, you can’t get to listen to a single track repeatedly, you can’t jump to random tracks, you can’t listen to only artists that have songs about Superman. Listening to random music some random guy thinks you will like, with no guarantee of whether he actually knows your taste or not. Granted, you can increase that likelihood by listening to the right station, but unless we had one station for every person, it’s impossible for the radio station to fully satisfy your tastes.
[18:06] anong ibig sabihin ng ? [18:06] alam mo? [18:12] sabi lang ng shoti mo [18:12] naku [18:13] lagot ka [18:13] bakit? [18:13] salitang bicol yun [18:13] ibig sabihin habambuhay na kayong magka-away [18:13] anong ibig sabihin nun? [18:13] iwasan mo na lang na sabayan sya sa hallway [18:13] delikado Comments Comment by jovelyn on 2008-03-16 15:54:44 +0000 dilikado tlga
When I’m alone in the elevator, I make kung-fu stances against the mirrors on the walls. Unless of course I have an umbrella, in which case I do lightsaber stances.
We saw Revenge of the Sith at the Gateway mall in Cubao. It’s less than a year old, and it’s target audience is a higher class than the usual malls. It’s like it’s trying to be something like the Podium, which makes it a bit out of place in Cubao. The mall is good anyway, as you’d expect. Not my type of place to hang out, but has the comforts you’d expect of such a mall… clean, not much of a crowd, and people greeting you when you get off the taxi.
Yeah, so I guess I’m hypertensive. I get dizzy occasionally, and today I decided to pass by the Clinic to consult about it. My BP reading was a 150/110! The highest reading I’ve had, ever. I hope it’s not too serious though. Will find out soon. I don’t really mind not being 100% healthy, and taking maintenance medicine could hurt a bit in the pocket (although I don’t care much for money) What I don’t like about not being healthy is the diet.
One of my officemates is now a proud father-to-be! I’d be extremly happy for him, if not for the fact that he has to take a week off to attend to his family matters, and now I have to take up his workload. And just one day after I had finally managed to catch up to my own schedule! I expect to be in crunch mode for a week at least.
The metro has been suffering from sweltering heat the past few days. That’s why this sudden heavy rainshower is severely welcome. My mother says all the people in the metro must have been praying for rain — the shower is rather fierce. Sweet glorious rain.
I only had three tasks laid out for me this weekend: Watch season 4 of X-men Evolution. I realize that X-men Evo was not as popular as some of the other superhero series such as Justice League and Teen Titans, but I mostly like it anyway. It’s more of a light-hearted version of the X-men universe , really. (Presidential hopeful Senator Kelly of canon is merely Mayoral hopeful Principal Kelly here!
One thing about spending a free day at home. The temperature in my room gets really high during the afternoon, it’s quite uncomfortable. Especially since I’m used to wasting away most of my daylight hours in an airconditioned office. It’s good to spend a couple of days away from the office though – God only knows I’ve been so damn uninspired with work lately. For the past two weeks or so, I haven’t had much heart for my work.
The Thinker You are analytical and logical – and on a quest to learn everything you can. Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge. Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat. A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it. You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor. What's Your Personality Type?
Some weirdness today. Around 4PM, word spread through the office that some sort of psychic nun had predicted an intensity nine earthquake today at 5PM. (This fantastic prediction came through SMS of course. Despite my not having a cellphone, I am not outside its’ influence.) Since we work on a rather high floor, an earthquake would be very bad ™ from us. Of course, nobody took it seriously, although I suspect some wanted to take the opportunity to dodge some work.
Speaking of my high school batchmates’ earth-shaking accomplishments, props to Neil Simon Silva for getting 9th place in the recent bar exams. Congrats as well to new attorneys Chris Bolastig and Ly-an Carlos. Jeesh. It’s getting harder and harder to keep up with my batchmates. When will I accomplish something that will land me in the papers? Or maybe I should stop being so competitive? =p
The Gender Genie Apparently, according to this handy web tool, I write like a girl, or at least I do when my posts exceed 500 words. How embarassing! Apparently I should be using more masculine words like “the”, “good” and “something” rather than feminine words like “but” and “actually”! Noted! Comments Comment by eClair on 2005-04-15 11:08:00 +0000 It says that my post re: studying a programming language has been written by a
I was back in Pisay today, to attend my brother’s graduation. He’s the last of us, three brothers who all went through Pisay. I’ve never seen the pool up close before today. It doesn’t look very deep. I’m incoherent. It might be because I’ve been reading the Sluggy Freelance archives since I got home. The graduation ceremony was mostly boring. I think most are, unless you’re one of the graduates.
Ooo… DSL is fast! Now I need something to do with it… Comments Comment by Joyceline on 2005-03-24 12:13:00 +0000 *cough*porn*cough* … lol Comment by Roy on 2005-03-24 16:22:00 +0000 um… no 😀
An actual conversation I had this morning, as my brother Alvin and I were on our way back home (by foot) from somewhere. (Paraphrased somewhat, mostly because we don’t really speak in English all the time.) Alvin: Shall we take the shortcut through the seminary? Do you think the gate is open? Roy: I don’t think so, let’s just take the direct route. Alvin: Oh come on, I think it’s still open, we can take the risk.
To the Tale, and Other Such Concerns: The Hunt is On Check the link for the puzzle, then highlight the box below for the answers. (Answers found with the help of Switch) Metapuzzle answer: Michael JacksonGeller Building Puzzle: Answer is Daughter of Elvis -- Jacko's ex-wife Apollo Street: Answer is "John Jay Smith" -- One of Jacko's screen names Club Bubbles: Answer is Men In Black 2 -- Jacko had a cameo in this movie Edit: Looks like we didn’t answer in time, the solutions are already posted on his blog.
I seem to be slightly more alert in the morning and a bit more agressive throughout the day with less sleep (around 6 hours). Taking eight or more hours of sleep seems to leave me slightly laid-back for the rest of the day. I’m trying to be more aware of my sleep dependencies, as I’m probably going to have to work 12-hour days for a while (maybe up to the end of April) :(
sometimes i just feel so out of my world an ordinary guy in love with an extraordinary girl i don't always know the right words to say, i don't always know the right thing to do, there's just one thing i'm sure of, i only want to be with you i'll be here waiting, standing by you every day hoping your heart will take notice
eBay – Xbox Millennium Falcon It’s a heavily modified X-box made to look like the Millenium Falcon! I’d buy it, but it’s a PAL version =p via BoingBoing via izreloaded
We have a giant hammer prop at home. Made out of a stick and some cardboard (I think). Naturally, we bash each other with it. There are only four things I think of when I see this hammer: Those carnival things where you need to use the giant hammer to ring the bell Triple H The Paladin in Warcraft III Thor That is all.
_ “So, what’s your New Year’s resolution?” “I resolve to live life on purpose, to take control of my fate, to sieze each day as if it were my last. I will be reckless. I will be daring. I will be strong. I will challenge fate. I will defy the gods. Or I will die trying.” ”… Why can’t you just quit smoking or go on a diet like ordinary people?
I usually prefer my holidays to be times of rest. Times to be free from work and stress, to indulge in things I like to do. I’ve just realized that Christmas is a rather stressful season. For one thing, there’s the multitude of Christmas gatherings one has to attend. With family. With relatives. With friends. With friends of family. With coworkers. With coworkers who are friends. It’s not that I don’t enjoy myself at these gatherings mind you.
Evil illegal loggers have been in the news lately, mainly due to their being blamed as scapegoats for the rash of flooding during the last two typhoons that left hundreds, maybe thousands, dead in their wake and strewing devastation upon this blighted land. I’m not here to talk about whether the loggers are indeed to blame, or how it’s silly for the government to try to implement a total log ban when they can’t even implement a selective log ban, or how chances are everyone important will forget about this in, say a month tops, while the victims continue their struggle to recover even a fraction of their once-normal lives.
And that explains why this blog’s layout has changed again. I would have posted this (and some other stuff) earlier, but I was in AN ETERNITY OF PAIN for the past two and a half hours. I would like to take this time to berate my stupid, stupid impacted molar, and the stupid, stupid painkillers that took over two hours to kick in. Along with my stupid, stupid thyroid gland, which, because of hyperthyroidism, prevents me from having dental surgery on this sucker.
A new hand has been dealt, the game has changed but the stakes remain the same. Fate tempts me with its’ winds of change, and what once was thought lost forever may once again be within reach. This time I tread carefully however, as my recklessness may once again be the bane of my quest. Hold my hands close to my chest, bide my time, and see what the fates have in store for our hero…
Sir Alexander Alix, quintessential Pisay trigo and calculus teacher, passed away recently due to cirrhosis of the liver. There’s a service for him at Pisay tomorrow, Dec. 3, Friday. Since I doubt I can go, I’ll say my piece here. Alix was a helluva guy. Friendly and gets well with the students. And he gave high grades. Seriously. He gave me flat 1.0s (highest possible grade) for all four quarters of fourth year math.
I am a man of many things, of many passions. I work as an engineer, remodelling space shuttles so that they don’t crash and burn on reentry. I play the piano, the trombone and the harmonica. I am a columnist for an internationally acclaimed newspaper. I produce and direct award-winning movies. To relax, I write full-length novels, solve transcendental math problems and practice karate, taekwondo and aikido. I save people from drowning, I protect children from danger, I patrol the streets for litterbugs and jaywalkers, I go to government offices and streamline their processes.
In a fit of awe-inspiring common sense, I want swimming with my eyeglasses on. And, as expected when one makes such a gargantuan mistake, the Sea was aware of my folly. It sent its minions, one after another, to take my precious away from me. Again and again I bore their onslaught, as wave after wave came after me, yearning to knock me off my feet loosely planted upon the sandy earth some four and a half feet below water level.
Okay, so I didn’t perform very well at the recent company bowling tournament. It’s quite embarassing, considering both my parents are pretty decent bowlers. Which is why, ** I vow revenge! ** This I declare, with my nice guy pose, I will practice, and I will win next year! The embarassing thing is that by the last day my right hand was tired from all that ball-swinging. When I told my mom about it, I found out she actually used a ball one pound heavier than the one I was using!
First day of company bowling today. I got 101 and 87 in the two games. Bleah. The dinner was at Max’s. The chicken was dry. I really don’t like Max’s. :( So much for raw talent :p
Sometimes the best stories come from the strangest places. Tonight, I was tired, I just wanted to get home quickly and unwind. So I took a taxi, just outside Megamall. The driver had to ask me where I was going, and luckily my choice of destination was favorable to him. Now, to be honest, I really hate taxi drivers who choose passengers based on where they’re going. Not only is it illegal, it’s annoying.
Well the week before was supposedly preparation for the JITSE (although I think a lot more time was spent on SF3… ) And this week, there was a lot of overtime to be had (quite a bit of food too). Oh, and I’ve been having medical problems apparently; After some days of experiencing dizziness, I had myself a check up (free! I now think company-sponsored health care is cool :D) at Clinica Manila in Megamall.
Alright, so it’s been a week since I took the JITSE, over at the [ Philippine Christian University ]2in Manila. Like all other exams I take, I finished it unhumanly early. If I didn’t have any kind of shame, I would have submiited the AM exam a whole hour-and-a-half early just so I could get some sleep before the PM part. (Some people noticed I was dozing off anyway :P)