and because i want you to laugh at my expense

probably my best picture ever...

one of the things i love about myself is that...

it doesn't take much to make me happy

a nice paper bag
a kopi bun
a cup of coffee
a corny joke
seeing cristiano ronaldo's face when i open my laptop
hearing a great song first thing in the morning (today it's mika's love today)
an extra 10 minute nap after i hit the snooze alarm

and im a happy camper already

not really stranger than fiction

this morning as i got out of bed, i felt a bit like harold krick, the main character in stranger than fiction, one of my favorite movies

i know that i will wake up not because of my alarm clock but because of a phone call from either my boss, an officemate or a client.
i know it will take me 15 minutes before i can force myself to trudge to the bathroom and do my morning rituals.
i know i will do all my morning rituals in the same, exact order that i've been doing it for the past two months.
i know it will take me approximately 30 minutes to get dressed and put on all sorts of stuff on my hair and make-up and then another 15 minutes to choose which bag to use for today and then literally dump all my things from my previous bag.
i know that i will sit on my bed for a minute just to convince myself that i should start my five minute walk to the office.
i know that as i go down the stairs, i will be met by the not so cute dog of my landlord and that he will growl for a few seconds before recognizing that i am one of the good guys.
i know that as i reach the corner of morato i will wage an internal battle with myself whether i should buy a cup of starbucks coffee or settle for kopiroti's cheaper but not necessarily better brewed kopi.
and i know that as i take the 3 flights of stairs to my office, my day will probably be spent in front of takeshi kaneshiro (aka my laptop).

oh, and when i opened the radio this morning, the very first song that i heard was Spoon's The Way We Get By which was the song riff they used in the movie I mentioned above

it's a sign that i need to get a life. or even shake up my routine a bit

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metal from the sky

a month or so of painstaking preparation
countless sleepless nights
loss of social life (which wasn't really there to begin with, come to think of it)
loss of hair due to frustration with anal-retentive client
loss of confidence in one's abilities coupled with surprising discoveries about one's capabilities

and then after...

my personal highlight of our big event wasn't the President's arrival or the kudos offered by happy clients nor the look of tired satisfaction on my colleague's faces

it all boiled down to an unfortunate freak accident

an hour or two after the President leaves, I open a door and down came the metal plate on top of my head
elated turned into dazed and confused and in tremendous amount of pain
and to my embarrassment afterwards, everyone from the site director to the janitor was fussing over me

the plus side, after an x-ray and a CT scan, it turned out to just be a contusion. and i got a much-needed four day rest

the minus side, i was so looking forward to an after event "party" which never materialized because of the whole mess

but i really am grateful that all screws are still present inside my head. or whatever is left of them

how has it come to this

that i feel like i can't function...
that i couldn't sleep a wink...
that my mind is in constant turmoil and in a state of agitation...

all because takeshi kaneshiro (aka my laptop) crashed

hay...the problems of the computer age are too much for me to handle

another sign that i might truly be meant for the single life

i spent 80% of the weekend by myself
and i can't remember feeling this happy and content in a long time