Det is back from Cebu. We met at Starbucks Silver City last Saturday. She’s put on some weight and she actually looks better with some fat on her cheeks, but the anorexic in her loathes the weight gain. Det, I swear I’m not out to sabotage your new cover girl image, but you really look better with a bit of meat.
Anyway, while I was waiting for my order, I overheard a barista chatting with two guests. Their conversation was about a laptop that was just stolen inside Starbucks. Yay! According to the barista, three suspicious looking people came in together. Only one of them ordered, and the person manning the counter noticed that the one ordering was clueless about what to get. I don’t really know how it happened but obviously, someone walked away with another person’s precious laptop.
It’s just so terrible that these things can happen even in your own comfort zone. I’m sure the victim is a regular customer. Someone who goes to Starbucks everyday, spending hours on her laptop and consuming gallons of expensive coffee, never fearing that anyone would dare take her laptop while she’s in the john. It’s not just an expensive piece of electronic, you know! It could have a dissertation or even a future best seller, or years of unrecoverable data! Bad people are everywhere! Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk.
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Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Downtime
It is the eve of the love month. Once again, I find myself alone in Starbucks Silver City. I have no complaints about the fact that I am by myself. These are quiet moments that I actually enjoy.
Airborne Access conked out on me after around 15 minutes of worthless browsing. Worthless, because there was really nothing new to see. Most of my good friends seem to have very little time left for blogging. Third seems to be the only one who regularly posts new stuff, and I already read his last entry around three times today.
Why am I so excited to see excerpts of other people's lives? I'm not sure. I guess I am naturally curious when it comes to people's experiences. I am not like others who can go on all day surfing sites in search of gizmos and gadgets. I prefer viewing blogs. Somehow, it makes me feel real to read about how other people feel. They make me seem normal. Today is my rest day. After bringing Denver to work, I ran off to SM Hypermarket to pay my darned Meralco and water bills. I picked up some groceries before heading home and then took Ippo to the office day care late afternoon so he could have all the running space that he wants. He can now confidently walk up the slide on his own. Yup, he climbs up the slide. He doesn't actually slide on it. Too bad it was too damn cold in the day care. We would have stayed longer had we brought blankets.
When I couldn't take the smell of shit on Ippo’s pants any longer, I took him and his yaya home and went straight here to have the last two stickers affixed on my second Starbucks Christmas Traditions Card.
I've no plans of using two planners this year. In fact, my first planner is rotting inside my closet. The second planner is a gift for my Tita Dahl who specifically asked for a Starbucks Planner. I offered her a Gonuts Doughnuts Planner which I could have purchased for less than P300, but she won’t have it. Anyway, I am happy to give her what she asked for, even if I look rather silly to be alone with two drinks on my table. I got here at around 11:00PM and had only until midnight to fill the card. The queue was wild as usual, today being the last day of obtaining stickers. I didn't want to take a chance, so I went ahead and ordered one tall hot mocha and one grande iced mocha for myself. I must look like I've been stood up by my date or something.
My Tita Dahl is extra special. I never asked her to, but she took care of me and my son from the time I was in the hospital, until Ippo was around two weeks old. I was probably around 175lbs and couldn't sit nor stand on my own. I had a fresh cut and she was with me on every trip to the bathroom and even helped me put on my knickers. I'm sure she had a hard time but she did it anyway. Nobody else has ever done that for me, and for that I am forever grateful to her.
I am excited to see the look on her face when I hand over the planner to her.
Airborne Access conked out on me after around 15 minutes of worthless browsing. Worthless, because there was really nothing new to see. Most of my good friends seem to have very little time left for blogging. Third seems to be the only one who regularly posts new stuff, and I already read his last entry around three times today.
Why am I so excited to see excerpts of other people's lives? I'm not sure. I guess I am naturally curious when it comes to people's experiences. I am not like others who can go on all day surfing sites in search of gizmos and gadgets. I prefer viewing blogs. Somehow, it makes me feel real to read about how other people feel. They make me seem normal. Today is my rest day. After bringing Denver to work, I ran off to SM Hypermarket to pay my darned Meralco and water bills. I picked up some groceries before heading home and then took Ippo to the office day care late afternoon so he could have all the running space that he wants. He can now confidently walk up the slide on his own. Yup, he climbs up the slide. He doesn't actually slide on it. Too bad it was too damn cold in the day care. We would have stayed longer had we brought blankets.
When I couldn't take the smell of shit on Ippo’s pants any longer, I took him and his yaya home and went straight here to have the last two stickers affixed on my second Starbucks Christmas Traditions Card.
I've no plans of using two planners this year. In fact, my first planner is rotting inside my closet. The second planner is a gift for my Tita Dahl who specifically asked for a Starbucks Planner. I offered her a Gonuts Doughnuts Planner which I could have purchased for less than P300, but she won’t have it. Anyway, I am happy to give her what she asked for, even if I look rather silly to be alone with two drinks on my table. I got here at around 11:00PM and had only until midnight to fill the card. The queue was wild as usual, today being the last day of obtaining stickers. I didn't want to take a chance, so I went ahead and ordered one tall hot mocha and one grande iced mocha for myself. I must look like I've been stood up by my date or something.
My Tita Dahl is extra special. I never asked her to, but she took care of me and my son from the time I was in the hospital, until Ippo was around two weeks old. I was probably around 175lbs and couldn't sit nor stand on my own. I had a fresh cut and she was with me on every trip to the bathroom and even helped me put on my knickers. I'm sure she had a hard time but she did it anyway. Nobody else has ever done that for me, and for that I am forever grateful to her.
I am excited to see the look on her face when I hand over the planner to her.
Written on Jan-31
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Hurrah For Smart Internet!
Denver configured his mobile phone to connect to the internet, plugged the USB cable from the mobile to this laptop, and voila! I am online! I thought that having no phone line and no Unsecured Wireless Network would make this portable useless to me at home.
This is so much cheaper than going to a Wi-Fi hot spot! Remember Starbucks Silver City? Wi-Fi cost me a hundred bucks an hour. Smart Internet only costs ten pesos for thirty minutes, plus, I have free coffee at home, and won't have to worry about running low on battery. The only snag is that I have to put up with Denver's terrible snorring while browsing.
This is so much cheaper than going to a Wi-Fi hot spot! Remember Starbucks Silver City? Wi-Fi cost me a hundred bucks an hour. Smart Internet only costs ten pesos for thirty minutes, plus, I have free coffee at home, and won't have to worry about running low on battery. The only snag is that I have to put up with Denver's terrible snorring while browsing.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Prattle
First Time
I got my brand spanking new Inspiron E1505 last night. Before you exclaim big time, I'd like to declare that this was issued by the company. So it's not really mine. What's exciting about the whole thing is that it has Windows Vista, and I get to take it home. Ok, so there's no Wi-Fi signal in our tiny apartment, but hey, I can easily bring this portable to a Wi-Fi hot spot. And that's what I intend to do today.
My right foot hurts. Must be from running in the beach during our vacation in Galera last week. I was practicing running in tip toe. Silly me. My bad foot is a valid excuse for skipping badminton. Wholesome activities can be expensive sometimes.
Yesterday was badminton day. I was too damn tired by the end of my shift that I decided to take a nap instead of playing with my team. At noon, I had to get up for our team building in Dampa.
Seafood Heaven
Served on the table were Sipit in Garlic and Butter, Fried Sipit, Chilli Crab, Ginataang Alimango, Ginataang Sugpo, Tempura, Calamares, Baked Tahong, Buttered Tahong, Ensalada and three other dishes that I didn't try (another sipit dish, Sweet and Sour Pusit and Fish Sinigang). I had bottomless Iced Tea and half a cup of rice with all that. There really wasn't any more room for dessert. I didn't have any more appetite by dinner time.
The best thing about lunch is that I only had to shell out P100. It was Jover's birthday last Sunday and he suggested we all go to Dampa instead of your usual beer and pulutan. He gave the team P3000 to spend on the wet market. Our "paluto," rice and beverage amounted to around P2300. I asked Paula, our team treasurer to take P1600 from our team funds. We split the difference among the rest of the team members. A hundred from each of us. Not bad for a cholesterol feast.
Proud Momma
I am quite pleased with my team. My current roster has been together since May 2006. I guess we have bonded in all those months. When we were just starting out, one or two would always be missing during Team G.A.s, but now, everyone is "game." During our last team meeting, I asked each one of them about their level of satisfaction in the company. It's good to know that we all have something in common. The relationships we have built are one of the few things that keep us going to work everyday.
I often wonder about my ex-AfterBurners. Any "momma" would be proud to see her children moving on and up. I pray that they find some motivation to keep them going as well. Good things come to those who wait. I've seen this time and time again.
Real Life Mom
Lying face down on the mattress, my son decided that he wanted a horse ride. Normally, kids would saddle-sit on your back, but no, not my son. He planted his fat butt on my head. Yes, he saddle-sat on my head, making breathing for dear life a challenge. So this is how it is to be a real mom. I love it.
I got my brand spanking new Inspiron E1505 last night. Before you exclaim big time, I'd like to declare that this was issued by the company. So it's not really mine. What's exciting about the whole thing is that it has Windows Vista, and I get to take it home. Ok, so there's no Wi-Fi signal in our tiny apartment, but hey, I can easily bring this portable to a Wi-Fi hot spot. And that's what I intend to do today.
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Turns out nothing is for free. I am back from Starbucks Silver City. I was able to logon to my Gmail and Friendster accounts, but only after purchasing a P100 Airborne Access card. For someone who used to be a Tech Support Rep, I'm a real klutz when it comes to new technology. I am so confident asking a customer to strip down a desktop over the phone, but I don't know the first thing about enabling the wireless connection in this portable. Denver had to make me feel like an idiot before I got it.
Having this laptop is cool. At least I can write here without having to worry that someone is reading from behind me. I hate that. I still have to get used to the touchpad. I fucking don't know how to drag a window without a real mouse. Stupid user. First time eh.
Broker Than Broke
It's January 25. Five days more until pay day. I am completely broke. Rest day sucks when you have no cash to burn. My one and only credit card is maxed out. Pay day is not so exciting knowing that I have to allot most of my salary for bills. Due this pay period are my electric bill, water bill, yaya's salary, credit card bill, groceries and more groceries.
My teammate just sent me an SMS. His wife is giving birth as of writing. I just attempted to reply to him and found out that I am out of cellphone load. I am so poor.
Having this laptop is cool. At least I can write here without having to worry that someone is reading from behind me. I hate that. I still have to get used to the touchpad. I fucking don't know how to drag a window without a real mouse. Stupid user. First time eh.
Broker Than Broke
It's January 25. Five days more until pay day. I am completely broke. Rest day sucks when you have no cash to burn. My one and only credit card is maxed out. Pay day is not so exciting knowing that I have to allot most of my salary for bills. Due this pay period are my electric bill, water bill, yaya's salary, credit card bill, groceries and more groceries.
My teammate just sent me an SMS. His wife is giving birth as of writing. I just attempted to reply to him and found out that I am out of cellphone load. I am so poor.
My right foot hurts. Must be from running in the beach during our vacation in Galera last week. I was practicing running in tip toe. Silly me. My bad foot is a valid excuse for skipping badminton. Wholesome activities can be expensive sometimes.
Yesterday was badminton day. I was too damn tired by the end of my shift that I decided to take a nap instead of playing with my team. At noon, I had to get up for our team building in Dampa.
Seafood Heaven
Served on the table were Sipit in Garlic and Butter, Fried Sipit, Chilli Crab, Ginataang Alimango, Ginataang Sugpo, Tempura, Calamares, Baked Tahong, Buttered Tahong, Ensalada and three other dishes that I didn't try (another sipit dish, Sweet and Sour Pusit and Fish Sinigang). I had bottomless Iced Tea and half a cup of rice with all that. There really wasn't any more room for dessert. I didn't have any more appetite by dinner time.
The best thing about lunch is that I only had to shell out P100. It was Jover's birthday last Sunday and he suggested we all go to Dampa instead of your usual beer and pulutan. He gave the team P3000 to spend on the wet market. Our "paluto," rice and beverage amounted to around P2300. I asked Paula, our team treasurer to take P1600 from our team funds. We split the difference among the rest of the team members. A hundred from each of us. Not bad for a cholesterol feast.
Proud Momma
I am quite pleased with my team. My current roster has been together since May 2006. I guess we have bonded in all those months. When we were just starting out, one or two would always be missing during Team G.A.s, but now, everyone is "game." During our last team meeting, I asked each one of them about their level of satisfaction in the company. It's good to know that we all have something in common. The relationships we have built are one of the few things that keep us going to work everyday.
I often wonder about my ex-AfterBurners. Any "momma" would be proud to see her children moving on and up. I pray that they find some motivation to keep them going as well. Good things come to those who wait. I've seen this time and time again.
Real Life Mom
Lying face down on the mattress, my son decided that he wanted a horse ride. Normally, kids would saddle-sit on your back, but no, not my son. He planted his fat butt on my head. Yes, he saddle-sat on my head, making breathing for dear life a challenge. So this is how it is to be a real mom. I love it.
Written on Jan-25
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