Thursday, August 5, 2010

The New Love of My Life

These are the new love(s) of my life:

Kylie and King at 3 months.

The white with brown and black is Kylie. She was born April 22, 2010 (birthday of my sister). I bought her from my landlady and got her on June 19.

The black one with the tuxedo pattern (on the chest) is King. She was born April 24, 2010. I got him a week after I got Kylie since I noticed that Kylie seems sad when I leave for work everyday.

King is very affectionate and often follows me around the house. He likes to have his belly rubbed and would often lie with his belly exposed for me to rub. Kylie, on the other hand, is more independent. She also follows me around but only after King ran up to me. Further, she would usually stop two to three human steps from me (unlike King who rans up and stays near my feet). She's seems headstrong and independent and more curious. Often, she would sit in the balcony and watch the comings and goings of vehicles and people on the street below.

King likes to bark when he wants to be let out of the playpen. He barks and barks if I'm looking. If I turn around or go out of the room, he barks, then stops when he figures I'm not letting him out. Kylie just sits there and lets King do all the barking. Why strain her vocal chords when she can just let King do all the work but share in the reward (being let out)?

Friday, May 28, 2010

Electronic numbers

200+ gb of porn
132+ gb of PSP games
124+ gb of tv shows and movies
96+ gb downloading
45+ gb of movies
35+ gb of music
21+ gb of backup for office laptop
16 gb of backup for personal laptop
8+ gb of pictures
60+ gb of other files in laptop and
73 gb of other files in external disk.

Summarizes my electronic life.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Bits and Pieces

Yesterday, we finally had the results of the annual physical exam taken last April 28.

Blood count: ok
Urine analysis: needs further test for UTI (hmmm, must be because of too much softdrinks)
Stool analysis: none (didn't bring a sample kasi)
Chest x-ray: ok
BMI: overweight (it's 28 which is more than the 25 maximum for men)

In celebration of having clear lungs, I smoked a cigarette.

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I remember when I was in grade 4, our teacher was discussing parity rights (during period of reconstruction after WWII) and Pilipino Muna. Then she asked which we prefer. Understandably, almost all of my classmates answered Pilipino Muna. I kept silent thinking that to childish minds, Pilipino Muna is definitely the better policy (which maybe true). But they hadn't thought of the different contexts in which these two policies were brought about. What a precocious child I was!

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About a month since I had my first session for root canal, my dentist called me because I haven't been back for a long time. I went there this afternoon. More drilling, x-ray, scraping, injecting fluids and putting temporary cement on my tooth. Monday will be the last session and she'll close up that tooth for good.

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When I was in grade one, we were given our report cards for our parents to sign. I would always give it to my mother since my father's signature is "madumi" while my mother's signature is neat. Looking at my signature now (which evolved through time and which is made shorter and more "pangit" by having to sign checks), I realize my father's signature is much better to look at.

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A highschool classmate is engaged to be married. Who would have thought that he'll be marrying. Back then, he was outwardly the gayest of our class.

(Even back then, his girl friends say he isn't gay. Maybe it's true after all).

Monday, May 10, 2010

"who cares?"

"Who cares?"

This is a comment I received from an anonymous reader of my post on Andrew Knowlton.

Somehow, that comment got me annoyed, frustrated and even saddened.

In a normal (person-to-person) conversation, those two word would be quite offensive. However, in a normal conversation, there is a chance that they were uttered because it was your fault. You could be talking too much about yourself, talking of petty or unnecessary things, failing to keep the other person's attention or failing to notice that he/she doesn't give a damn what you're talking about.

For a blog, I find this comment inexcusably offensive. For one, a blog is a person's thoughts or ideas (at least mine is). It is not forced on anyone and you don't have to read what the blog says if you don't feel like it. I (or any blogger) can blog on and on and it shouldn't matter because I'm not forcing my ideas on anyone. But to comment "who cares?" on a blog that nobody forced someone to read is like insisting that someone talk to you and then rudely put them down with an "I don't care what you're talking about". So rude.

Anyway, to all commenters out there, avoid bad comments that are uncalled for.

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The comment needed my approval before posting and I decided to approve it anyway as a reminder of how ________ (insert adjective) some people can be.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Top Design 2

I downloaded Top Design season 1 (season 2 was already shown on cable TV and I have its DVD). Because of this, I was inspired again to do some makeoever of my apartment.

First part, I added some wallpaper to my dark bookcase.

The wallpaper makes the wallpaper look lighter but somehow a little more cluttered looking. I still need to learn how to style a bookcase properly.

Next top is my bedroom. This is how it looks like before:

After wallpapering, this is how it looks like:

Ok, I arranged the bed better but somehow, the white and blue stone inspired wallpaper made the room cooler (as in less heat).

I'll be adding a contrasting color on the top as a sort of "trimming". I hope it will look good.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Living Dirty Like a Bachelor

Eversince I got my Smart Bro unlimited internet, I haven't done much housekeeping.

I haven't washed the dishes for almost 2 weeks. The TV console is full of dust. Some trash litter the floor. Dirty clothes are on the railing and on the chairs. Computer peripherals and cable hog the table that is pulled close to the bed (so I can surf the net and then fall asleep while or after doing that).

The thing is, I kinda like it. It's like living like a straight dirty bachelor.

Maybe I'm straight after all...

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Leaving Friendster

Friendster is barely surviving.

About a year ago, majority of my family and high school friends were still in friendster. I still have friendster bookmarked in my laptop.

My family discovered facebook and the joys of farmville. My high school classmates and friends somehow migrated to facebook. I reformatted my computer several times and no longer included friendster in my bookmarks.

A social networking site works only if majority of the people you know are there. It also relies on the number of its users and how often they visit and update the site. Friendster lost these.

I am now a happy facebook user and very rarely visit friendster (I think I visited friendster only today after a few months).

Friendster will die, sooner or later.