.: Oxymoronic :.

Major update? Hardly.

I just needed to go on and be habitual about blogging. This entry in particular isn’t something grand.

Again, just because.

On Thanksgiving Day we argued on the validity of the phrase "long nap".
Being the frustrated grammar Nazi that I am, it was I who said that
controversial word pair to Ge. I know I’m not going down without a
fight, or at least concluding it was "ok" to use it. Harold said that
there are short naps, but anything longer than that is considered
sleep, or…just a regular nap. Wikipedia defines a power nap as a
short nap lasting for 15-30 minutes. I define long naps to be lasting
31-59 minutes. Anything above that is actual sleep. Eh! Prove me wrong.

Our AM Cluster literally has 5 days to complete a dance presentation. I
never really put up something as messed-up as this but with people you
can use, I’ll survive it.

Somebody told me that I suck at being a boss. Well, there you go, my
first taste of flaming. Do I care? Not quite. Did it hurt? The choice
of words did. Did it bother me? Try again. If I’m a useless sup, then
you’re a useless employee. You’re not gonna mess with me and not get
the horns. Good riddance.

Now, I can safely say that I’m passive-aggressive. Dayuum, I hardly
lash back or confront, though I get a lot of reversions, glares and
blames. Strangely, how I react is nothing short of…cold. Cause and
effect: you caused this effect.

Shouldn’t be blogging in the first place but damn, things come up and
all of a sudden plans are flushed down. Sad, but there’s no other
option. Tomorrow will come.

So, is this a major update? Hah! You don’t know sh!t. These are nothing but red spots on a sanitary napkin.

Something beautiful is here somewhere.

I’ve always fancied dressing up; be
it in the simplest of events or at parties. This activity has always
been a welcome escape for me from this bothersome life. If you happen
to roam around my photos here at Friendster, you’ll definitely know how
much of a chameleon I am. Well, maybe not that much, but you know what
I mean.

I was intending to let Halloween pass without me getting ‘costumed’ for
the holiday. But I can’t help it - I simply had to come up with
something. Mind you, this occured to me the day before the event in the
office. So something simple yet striking has to be thought of and buy
the sh!t, stat! Powder and a magician costume came to mind, but those
aren’t really "stand-out". And then, a light bulb flashed.

All that needed to be done is to purchase two and a half yards of
fabric and chunky Buddha beads and Voila!, instant Dalai Lama. No nasty
make-up necessary, I just had to complete the act by walking around the
cubicles barefoot. I still never won Best in Costume though -  I don’t
have the nuts to humiliate myself a pinch more, haha! It was definitely
delightful to be noticed and sometimes made fun of, in a good way. I
know they just appreciate my guts. It’s just crap that this event was
not really a full-blown costume party, so I guess that’s the reason I
didnt prepare for it much. Another factor that contributes to my
ever-growing pains in the office.

Current Mood: renewed
Current Music: Kruder and Dorfmeister - Dadamnphreaknoizphunk