Moments in Portraits II - March 24, 2009

Sleep evaded me last night. I found myself turning in at around 2:30 in the morning. Thus, it is not surprising that I practically dragged myself out of bed. 

I looked at the clock in the kitchen…8:00 am. I still had rheum crusting in my eyes. And to think some of my friends are all off to work or even at work as I crept to the kitchen for some coffee. It was a difficult commute to work but at least I got to work in one piece for the daily toll. Got to look at my blog during lunch. I’m such a narcissist when it comes to my blog. lol.

It was another long day and I didn’t have the chance to work on those darn papers. Sometimes I wish I had a large bubble office where I could enter for at least two hours and finish all the paper work and anyone who would attempt to interrupt will just be repelled by its powerful force field.

But these interruptions are part of the work. Sigh.

Got home exhausted and slightly irked by the cab I rode. Cab driver was rude and blamed me for the traffic. The cretin expected me to shell out a tip when my fare  already cost almost thirty pesos more than my usual fare. I offered 15 pesos to round of the fare and expected the propoer change. He rejected it saying he didn’t have the amount for the change and gave me an earful for the lack of consideration. I ended up paying the usual 100 peso fare. Who’s the loser now? Hahaha.

 My bed is calling me. I love those red sheets which I got at SM marikina at 50% off.

I went online to one of my favorite sites, Chuvaness.com and followed the Boyet Fajardo brouhaha.

I’m off to bed but before that I took a shower and quenched my thirst with calamansi juice.

Not quite the real thing but it beats slicing and squirting calamansi. Whoever thought of calamansi concentrate is a Godsend.

 Tomorrow is another day, as always.

Moments in Portraits I - 23 March 2009

It’s quite remarkable how I spend most of the waking moments of my life– WORKING. I’ve been working since I was twenty and with just one year off, I’ve been a slave to the wage for sixteen years.  Darn, that’s freakin’ long.  

Ever since I started my new job as HEA to the head honcho, I’ve been putting in almost fifty hour weeks.  It’s been a busy, quite stressful six months but I’m happy. I’ve been learnig a lot, not only of my job but about myself: my strengths, weaknesses and idiosyncracies. 

However, with all the work, days come by like a blur.  Hence. I decided to chronicle my life in photos and blog about those moments both marvelous and the mundane. Got this idea from my friend Marnz Earlgod. Thanks Marnz.(anddo update your blog, you b*tch!)

March 23, 2009—left work around 6:30 pm. Quite early as Big Brother is off on official business.  Still left with the in-basket still unempty but at least not overbrimming with work.  Spent the last ten minutes before clocking off fixing my  desk–Viola! 

I can’t stand a cluttered desk. lol.

I’m in that classical painting mood, ergo, The Starry Starry Night wallpaper.

Sto. Nino, Hendrich’s photo, and knickknacks.

These papers will be waiting for me tomorrow. Sigh.

And more…double sigh.

Time to call it a day. But before that, I caught a few scenes of Becoming Jane on Star World. Already watched this movie and as always, Jane reminds me so much of myself.

One of the most romantic yet heartbreakingly poignant films I’ve seen this year.

Time for bed now. It’s another day tomorrow.