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Barefoot in Manila

Fishing for compliments. Complimenting for fish. It's a life.

Wednesday, January 30, 2002

Find out how long you'll live. I tried the Life Expectancy calculator and here are the results:
My average life span is : 89 years old
I was born Sunday, 09 May 1976 and I am expected to croak on Tuesday, 03 February 2065 at exactly 5:37:26 am. Since my body clock wakes me up at around 6:30, I'll probably die in my sleep. That's not such a bad thing then. Oh, and by the way, I still have 23,015 days left to live.

.: posted by cecille 6:23 PM


Tuesday, January 29, 2002

I just got back from the province after being away for ages. Things are still pretty much the same, except for the fact that the kids now are taller and everyone looks older. The good news is that people thought I looked way better than I did before. Of course, this could also be seen from another perspective in that they must have thought I was really ugly before. Hmmmm.... That thought is not so nice.
Tristan is still the same, all wrapped up in his obsession with pricey clothes. Funny thing was he was showing me his new shirt, bragging that it cost him 700 bucks, when he suddenly noticed tiny bite marks along the shoulder area. A closer look revealed that the bites musta been inflicted by mice. You should have heard him swear! It was so hard to be sympathetic to him because I found it so funny. (Auntie Liza, if you're reading this, you better not tell him what I said.)
As for Ethel, don't even get me started about her. The big news there is how Biyang beat up Jo's face with a two inches thick sandal and how she later on covered up Jo's face with a plastic pail before resuming the beating. The ten thousand pesos phone bill must have fired her up so much.
The only thing that pissed me off on my trip was our inconsiderate neighbor's playing the Bohemian Rhapsody at 5:30 am. Lucky for him he was talking to someone when I looked out the window or I would have yelled at him to keep the damn volume down. Other people have committed murder on more minor provocations. What an ass!

.: posted by cecille 5:57 PM


Friday, January 25, 2002

How to seem smarter. Smarties for dummies. Hey minch, there's hope for you after all. Thanks to the null device. I got this from there.

.: posted by cecille 6:21 PM


Thank you so much for making me feel like a slave! Just when everything in my life is starting to get a bit cozy, the cosmos sends me a wake-up call.
I must have been out of my mind yesterday since I started thinking of myself as one of the "chosen people". We had a meeting at the office on the web development project. Since the techie guys did a good job, they started making hirit that we get them some merienda. We obliged, thinking that we could have it reimbursed later. Well, it seems that you only get free snacks on meetings if you're one of the office's bright boys and girls (or in other words "bosses"). I was made to understand that I wasn't one of them and that I may never be. Needless to say, my day is wrecked and I'm seriously considering doing major damage to the office furniture.
To that "special" someone who watches over me. thank you for the rude awakening. It feels really good to know that I'm just a slave. I'll be eternally grateful for what you did.

.: posted by cecille 2:45 PM


Thursday, January 24, 2002

Bill Gates is dead. For those who've been raring to get a piece of Bill Gates and his Microsoft empire, check out this site. Apparently, Gates died two years ago after he was shot on the way to a meeting with community leaders. This got me to thinking, "Who's that clown running around during the launching the X-box?" Do we have an impostor in our midst?

.: posted by cecille 5:15 PM


Wednesday, January 23, 2002

Three birds with one book purchase - January 23, 2002 Scroll down to the last item of Ms. David's column and you'll see something to smile about. Boy, am sure glad I voted for them.

.: posted by cecille 1:26 PM


I was waiting in line at a supermarket counter when my eyes strayed toward the magazine rack. I saw the new issue of Preview magazine (Phils). The cover story blurb ran like this: "Amanda Griffin: A couch potato in a supermodel's body." And I go, "whadaffu?" This is the kind of drivel you shell out a hundred pesos for? No wonder Preview is not doing so well. With that kind of writing, it's only a matter of time before they go under.

.: posted by cecille 10:01 AM


Game Sentinel, The Ultimate Game Source, Pc Games What's so bad about communism? And there is nothing bad about downloading mp3s either, especially if original cds cost Php 450.

.: posted by cecille 9:49 AM


Tuesday, January 22, 2002

"I met a woman extraordinary, suggested something unsanitary." My friend Tinny loves this line. She'll deny it, but sometimes I suspect that she is tickled pink by the possibilities that this line suggests. Thanks to her, I've had Afghan Whigs' 1965 cd on my cd player for the past two weeks. I'd say that the cd sure has some suggestive lyrics but suggestive doesn't even begin to capture what I want to say. Go listen to the cd and you'll understand what I mean.
The cd is not an easy listen. To appreciate the music, you must develop a taste for it. The songs don't really grab unto you at once like the Weezer and Semisonic songs do. But they have a way of getting into your subconscious. Give the cd a few more spins in your player and you'll be humming the songs in no time. I've grown to love the cd so much that I'm not dreading the day when I part with it and give it back to Tinny.
The best way to listen to the cd: dark room, scented candles burning, with your favorite stalkee by your side.

.: posted by cecille 5:53 PM


Tuesday, January 08, 2002

"I thought you had somebody better to become. Who's stopping you?"

Heard on my cd player. Semisonic, Who's Stopping You

.: posted by cecille 11:27 AM