i got tagged a couple weeks ago but i din't have time to answer so yeah. i actually have a lot of stuff i'd rather blog about but for some strange reason i can't seem to start writing them so i guess this'll hafta do for now.
here goes.
1. Four places I go over and over
• beyond advertising, where i work
2. Four people who e-mail me regularly
• multiply
5. Four TV shows I could watch over and over
• friends
• beyond advertising, where i work
• home, where i live (duh)
• ka's place
• ka's place
• ministop (pathetic, really)
2. Four people who e-mail me regularly
• multiply
• facebook
• twitter
• my dad, i guess
3. Four of my favorite places to eat?
• KFC
3. Four of my favorite places to eat?
• KFC
• ministop (again, pathetic)
• Mcdo
• nowhere particular really. i eat everything, so..
4. Four places you’d rather be?
• the beach
4. Four places you’d rather be?
• the beach
• the beach
• the beach
• the beach
5. Four TV shows I could watch over and over
• friends
• how i met your mother
• fifth wheel
• wwe
6. Four people I think (and hope) will respond
i think most of them already did this so.. no one really.
6. Four people I think (and hope) will respond
i think most of them already did this so.. no one really.
"sometimes laughing isn't something you do for fun.
it's a relief when you have nowhere to run."
"if plan 'A' doesn't work out, don't worry.
you still have 25 letters left."
entries for the The Blue and Orange Project™ are temporarily suspended. i haven't had time to do something due to work and i don't wanna rush something just so i can post. besides, ka hasn't done anything yet so i wanna let her catch up and shit.
and speaking of work..
miss g, our boss, met with us yesterday to announce something important. representatives from the client are going to drop by the office to conduct a surprise inspection of the premises either today, tomorrow or friday. what they don't know however, is that we have moles working on the inside. said mole got wind of the said inspection and tipped us off. now my boss, having worked for many years in this industry during her younger years, knew the importance of making good impressions so she immediately ordered us to clean up. desks, pantry, bathroom, dark corners, everything.
not bad but wait, i'm not done yet.
wanting to further impress said clients, the big boss told us that starting today till friday, everyone is required to dress like corporate monkeys. button-down polos, slacks, leather shoes, the works. we even had to cut our hair. i was mortified. now i realize that to most people, dressing up is no big deal but c'mon. we're an ad agency. we are artists. artist don't dress up in slacks and whathaveyou's, right? our creative output doesn't have anything to do with how we dress. i can come to work in a ski mask and socks and still produce something, so what the hell? besides, it all just seems so.. fake. nevertheless, i knew we had to comply. only one problem though.
i had. no. corporate. clothes.
the last time i remember having slacks and black shoes was years ago. during high-fucking-school. it's just not me. i remember a phase back in college when i used to dress up in dark denims, suede loafers and polo shirts. god that was awful. since then i swore off the idea of proper attire in favor of the grungy, rockstar look. i had long-sleeved shirts, so all i needed were the pants and shoes. and money. but lo and behold! by some miracle of god, the boss started handing out envelopes to each one of us, like manna from heaven. the contents weren't much, but it'd hafta do. after the meeting, i headed off to landmark and SM with some officemates to look for a quick fix to my problem and luckily i found some stuff that din't make me want to puke were okay, with the help of ka.
here i am in my full monkey outfit. i din't wear my new shirt yet.
i feel awful.
so yeah, you guessed it. it's stupid pictures time again!
only in the philippines can people come up with wordplays that have absolutely nothing to do with the product they're selling.
what does a chinese na amoy lumpia even look like? scary. i wouldn't come near this place. ever.
um... what? oh. you mean this outlet CONTINUES THE LEGENDARY TRADITION! yeah. you communicate that quite well. and wait, aren't you in makati? why the hell does it say baguio city bran--- ah. you mean this branch COMES FROM THE BAGUIO OUTLET. splendid job old chap. very coherent.
these officemates, whatta funnee.
i went to work earlier with my po toy from mcdonald's which karen gave me last night after dragging me to the moviehouse to watch "sex and the city". (i guess she wanted to make it up to me or something for making me sit through 2-and-a-half hours of old wimmen whining and bitching about "finding love in new york", whatever that means. also, i'm kidding. i actually enjoyed the movie. it was witty and funny. the only thing i din't like was the pacing. and sarah jessica parker's ugly mug.)
(ok, i should really stop doing them long parenthetical phrases.)
anyhoo, i got to the office and like a proud daddy, i showed off my kung fu panda to the officemates. they went "ayyy ang cuuuute!" (for ze wimmen) and "asteg" (for guys). next thing i know, somebody was already taking orders for macdo happy meals.. for FREE! i mean, it's true that we get free dinner for every project that gets approved but this was ridiculous! an hour after, our office was filled with almost a dozen toy pandas.
like MINE. i felt like puking.
the day was not a total loss however, as i mustered enough gall and chutzpah to order 2 happy meals (plus i tricked an officemate into giving me his), giving me a total of 3 TOYS! yay!
june 6 = PANDAMONIUM. i can't wait! :D
i went to work earlier with my po toy from mcdonald's which karen gave me last night after dragging me to the moviehouse to watch "sex and the city". (i guess she wanted to make it up to me or something for making me sit through 2-and-a-half hours of old wimmen whining and bitching about "finding love in new york", whatever that means. also, i'm kidding. i actually enjoyed the movie. it was witty and funny. the only thing i din't like was the pacing. and sarah jessica parker's ugly mug.)
(ok, i should really stop doing them long parenthetical phrases.)
anyhoo, i got to the office and like a proud daddy, i showed off my kung fu panda to the officemates. they went "ayyy ang cuuuute!" (for ze wimmen) and "asteg" (for guys). next thing i know, somebody was already taking orders for macdo happy meals.. for FREE! i mean, it's true that we get free dinner for every project that gets approved but this was ridiculous! an hour after, our office was filled with almost a dozen toy pandas.
like MINE. i felt like puking.
the day was not a total loss however, as i mustered enough gall and chutzpah to order 2 happy meals (plus i tricked an officemate into giving me his), giving me a total of 3 TOYS! yay!
june 6 = PANDAMONIUM. i can't wait! :D
so yeah. stupid pictures time.
a snack akin to yan-yan that an officemate bought from singapore. or hongkong. i dunno.
an instant coffee mix that an officemate got somewhere.
a cheap toy an officemate saw somewhere.
+ + + +
an officemate wanted to add me over at friendster a few weeks ago. too lazy to do anything more proactive, i told him to just do a search for my name. imagine my surprise when the search returned results for not only one, but two larry caycos.
nice quote, pops.
below is a blow-by-blow account of my experiences over the past few months..
fortunately, i was able to escape my captors using a combination of wit, creativity and a leather belt. i faced off against my doppelganger and won but alas, it had the proverbial last bionic laugh, as the projects from work that it had so graciously accepted and accumulated have now been thrust upon me. crap.
fortunately, i was able to escape my captors using a combination of wit, creativity and a leather belt. i faced off against my doppelganger and won but alas, it had the proverbial last bionic laugh, as the projects from work that it had so graciously accepted and accumulated have now been thrust upon me. crap.
jeezus. this place is beginning to look like an abandoned warehouse. i have tons of unfinished drafts and by the looks of things, they won't be able to see publish status. bah.
you know how you start something because you feel a certain idea or emotion at that time, and you leave it unfinished and when you come back to it you can't finish it because your thoughts aren't there anymore?
exactly.
hopefully in the coming days i'll find enough time and motivation to complete one worthwile entry.
you know how you start something because you feel a certain idea or emotion at that time, and you leave it unfinished and when you come back to it you can't finish it because your thoughts aren't there anymore?
exactly.
hopefully in the coming days i'll find enough time and motivation to complete one worthwile entry.
my new desktop screenshot at work. mario, the mushroom, the goombas and the turtle shells are my file folders. mario screenshot from google.
i remember spending hundreds of hours playing this classic along with my sister and uncle. i got pretty good at it too, hopping and pummeling enemy goombas and turtles to pixelized hell. of course i learned the other, fun aspects of the game like the infinte bonuses, secret portals, "sliding", the moonwalk, dancing on vines, and the one where you go to the top of the screen by making mario shimmy up the wall. i got so good in fact, that at one point i could finish the game using only 1 life. i'm a little rusty, but i bet i can still kick your ass in this one.
um, no point here. just had a sudden rush of nostalgia. now excuse me, i have to go back to my stupid, boring life.
later.