Quiz

Saw this from a friend's blog. Try it out for yourself.

You scored as Cyclops. Cyclops is the team leader of the X-Men, and a skilled one at that. He loves Jean Grey very much. He's a strict and sometimes uptight leader, but he believes in his cause and he knows what he's fighting for... Peace between Mutants and Humans. Powers: Optic blasts Cyclops 75% Jean Grey 60% Wolverine 55% Beast 55% Colossus 50% Storm 45% Nightcrawler 35% Emma Frost 30% Rogue 30% Iceman 30% Gambit 25% Most Comprehensive X-Men Personality Quiz 2.0 created with QuizFarm.com

New car

Got my new car delivered last Saturday. Yey! I availed the company car plan and purchased a Toyota Vios 1.3 M/T in silver steel. So far, I have not yet enrolled in a driving school, but members of the family are having a grand time squiring me around. But I promised myself to get the ball rolling so come this Saturday, I hope to face the daunting task of becoming part of the Pinoy Drivers Inc. who

(1) loathe the Makati traffic scene
(2) have hypertension from competing bump-car style with jeepney and bus drivers
(3) when sleeping have uncontrolled leg movements due to severe use of their car's break pedal (read: no going over 20kph on rush hour)
(4) love the city on Holy Week, when you can actually see the road from your dashboard
(5) dream of having their own personal drivers

Stay tuned.

Gray matter

I found another gray hair this morning, and it freaks me out to think I really am getting old-er. No use denying it, I'll be the big three-oh this year.

Incidentally, today is the birthday of the EX. Nope, I am not obsessing over him again, after all it has been five years since we last had communication. I just remembered the date because a friend's phone number is a jumbled up version of his birthday. It also is wonderful to speak about him now matter-of-factly, just like that phrase from a song 'I remember the boy, but I don't remember the feelings anymore...'

Anyway, the great thing about today is that we get paid this fine morning. I have plans to redecorate my room and I am hoping to allocate some funds for a fresh coat of paint, a new sofa bed and a few bookshelves. My bed, which is fairly new, will go to my mom while I free up some room area with a brand spanking sofa-bed. I shall also liberate my books which have been in storage for some time now, and display them in a great shelves I saw a while back from the mall. This is a perfect project as summer has just started and I am raring to do something at home other than vegetate and harrass the dogs.

La di da...

Gradeschool classmates

In between revising this damn test script (over 40 pages long for just one module, oh dear), I've secretly been posting at our gradeschool batch yahoo group. Verrrry addicting, and quite frankly entertaining considering I haven't heard from anyone of the batchmates for a long time.

My boss IP-messaged yesterday that there was a queue on the programs for qain, and that 'this too shall pass'. Which was exactly what I had in mind while writing down more work-related TO DOs. Anyway, I found the perfect outlet in my yahoo group. I noticed there was no activity for the college group so I posted our freshmen pictures as well, just to get a reaction out of the lazy members.

=)

Tagged

Got tagged by Cecille. In the spirit of the love month, here's my reply:

the rules are simple:
* the tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover/partner.
* need to mention the sex of the target.
* tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their Comments saying they’ve been tagged.
* if tagged the 2nd time, there's no need to post again.

Target: Guys

***8 different points***

Physically - Fair complexion, good skin, great smile.

Emotionally - Understanding, can listen to you rant without judging you (tip: in one ear, out the other during those times we girls are in the mood for expressing our inner bitch)

Psychologically - Definitely with no major complexes (i.e., Oedipus, Narcissus) although random eccentric gene acceptable (read: watching the sports channel in ratty clothes while drinking beer is ok)

Spiritually - Overly religious types are not cool. A good, God-fearing guy is enough who may not be a regular churgoer is still better than the holier-than-thou types.

Mentally - Street Smarts outweigh Book Smarts on this one, although a person who participates on an occasional discussion on the latest spy novel or current affairs is nice.

Financially - As per the classic TLC song, 'no scrubs'.

Socially - He hopefully can relate to all types of people.

New mommy

Our female dog Lizzie gave birth to six little darlings who are now stars of the homefront. Initially, we wanted to keep the youngest, a female, who got her mother's good nature and her father's appearance. Two weeks into raising them we have decided to keep two, the youngest and her elder sister (second of the six pups) who looks just like a rag doll with button eyes and velvety fur.

I have started buying the kids (ehem, humor me please) those starter food for human babies as their vet mentioned over the phone they should start eating solid food at three weeks. We noticed their development has been by leaps and bounds because as of this time all of them are teething and walking as opposed to the toothless, crawling pups they were a week ago.

Our biggest problem so far is leaving them alone in the house while we do our weekly grocery chore. They are too little to be left outside, and too big to be kept in the area of mom's room which serves as their 'den' -- they have started pushing the row of heavy books we used to keep them secure in their private nest. They also haven't been exposed for more than several minutes to their father, a ferocious little terrier who has gotten used to their cries but still harbors some resentment over their taking over the house.

The room where they are kept smells 24 hours of urine and poop, no matter how hard we try to clean up after every cute pup does his or her thing. My mom, who actually sleeps in this room, has to get up at odd hours of the morning to let Lizzie the pups' mother out to stretch her legs and pee or pop at the garden. Gordo, the pups' father, stays with me as he cannot yet be with the pups for long, so we sleep solid for the night but are awakened occassionally by the urgent cries of hungry doggies.

I can therefore see why some moms have been known to suffer in silent desperation post partum. With six baby pups in the house, you'd expect two adult human females to be able to cope but let me tell you, the Desperate Housewives are not looking as desperate as my mom and I. We are looking forward to when the four dogs are given away, although we will be left with four still.

On with the New

Another day, another year. There is no stopping Father Time as countdowns to 2006 have started as early as today. My brother is uber excited as next year is supposedly 'his' year, the Year of the Dog. He is likewise a step ahead of his officemates as he plans to file his vacation leaves as early as next week given there is a first come-first served policy during the hazy lazy months of November to December due to limited slots. We have of course discussed the possible travel dates for our planned family trip for '06, with the usual considerations like (1) weather (2) budget and (3) possibility it will coincide with a dreaded event [e.g., office party, last week before payday]. The early bird gets the worm and all that jazz.

Although the nonworking days leading to New Year are not as long as we would have liked, I still look forward to my brain turning to mush and basically acting out a long unfulfilled dream of being a bum. I never did experience the pleasantries of not having to plan your day, just whiling away the time without a thought more serious than what to eat as I took a job days before my actual graduation. Hakuna matata friends, until our reluctant walk back to the trenches er office on the 2nd of January.

To start off the holidays, I actually boycotted work starting from 1 PM this afternoon. Silently -- I am still a newbie in the office, mind you, but am quick to grow horns as my boss may have begun to observe. Just a quick browse of the favorite websites (nonwork-related) and a few personal notes shot off for friends and voila! I am whiling as I have never whiled before.

To give you an idea of my very productive half-day, here's a shortlist of my 'accomplishments':

1. Read Harry Potter Book 7 rumors from J. K. Rowling's official website

2. Read Waiter Rant blog, laughed at article about wines and wondered why people from the First World consider fermented grape juice the drink of choice (isn't non-fat, non-alcoholic water just good enough?)

3. Opened file for a project involving the design of screens for a public kiosk, stared for a few minutes and decided against all possible changes as flyaway hair distracted moi from relevant options

4. Brushed flyaway hair, no luck

5. Read Dilbert Blog and thought, Scott Adams is my kind of guy -- a shame he is (a) balding and (b) married

6. Looked at Go Fugly site and got disappointed as there are no new entries; even celebs lacking the fashion sense to wear normal clothes have gone for the holidays

7. Stared at public kiosk screens for the nth time, no luck

8. YSM'd a friend who apparently is as 'busy' as me =)

9. Answered grudgingly a phone call from a co-worker who just won't quit -- give me a break, for goodness' sake! Stop working!

10. Started update to blog.

How's that for work monitoring?