2/61- Pretty Much Sums It Up...

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around
You used to lean on me...
the only other choice was falling down

You used to walk with me like
we had nowhere we needed to go
Nice and slow...
to no place in particular

We used to have this figured out
We used to breathe without a doubt
When nights were clear you were the first star that I'd see
We used to have this under control
We never thought... WE USED TO KNOW
At least there's you and at least there's me
Can we get this back...
Can we get this back to how it used to be...

I used to reach for you
when I got lost along the way
I used to listen
you always had the just right thing to say

I used to follow you
never really cared where we would go
Fast or slow
to anywhere at all...

Zone Music...

Uploading my MuVo...

Daughtry... Check.

Hmmm... maybe a little heavier rock just to scare the competition. Papa Roach... Check. Tesla... Check. ;)

And maybe some blues to take me home. Johnny Lang... Check. KWSB... Check.

Psyching myself for what's ahead in 90 minutes... wish me luck! :)

This Weekday Warrior Just Needed To Vent...

March 22, 2007...

Stress at the office reached a boiling point. Wanted to leave as early as lunch time. Drove off at the first possible opportunity. Met up with Joel over at CGG. The kilawing talaba, special barbeque and a bucket of St. Mike's somewhat calmed me down, but I knew I needed a more serious outlet. It was great to see Joel again, and catching up on each other's lives did me some good. Learned a lot of changes in my former place of employ as well as a few things about our common friends. Glad to know you and you're family's doing fine man.

We finished early and shortly after we parted ways, I drove on to Elbow Room in Metrowalk to play a few racks of 9-ball. Sadly, Emcee wasn't able to make it. But that didn't stop me. The weekday warrior in me just had to vent. So I gladly took my mind off work and focused on trying to make my first runout. Twice I was close to doing just that, but it didn't faze me. It will come to me eventually. I stayed there for something like close to an hour. Just took in the sights, enjoyed listening to the band playing in the background, and work on my game.

Ready to take on tomorrow again...

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March 23, 2007...

Got a call from my Boss over the cellphone. He talked to me for 27 minutes straight, kept me up to speed on what's caused me the unwarranted stress of yesterday and that I should not be worried about it. He wanted it to come from him of what he thinks of the whole issue on the question of my performance as well as the course of action that we're to take in the next couple of weeks. When shit hits the fan, the thought of your superiors backing you up is a good thing, something my previous job disappointingly lacked. Somehow, I felt a lot better.

Happy Anniversary Barry and Les!!!

Happy Anniversary Sister Pie and Barry Pie!!! Many happy returns!

Labs,

Kuya Pie :D

On Acrylic Therapy...

Just a couple of hours ago, it was one of those Mondays that really took a while to end. Lots of tension at work. What should have been counted as no-brainer solutions had to be taken for granted, among other things.

Timed out early. Took a walk. A long one. As I took in the mall scene, I come across a lot of people in such a short journey. Just too many.

Decided to take a 180º turn back to the office and get some painting done.

Got Daughtry and Hinder playing on the computer. Got an impromptu worktable set up in front of the computer while I check on a few emails. Outside, construction is still on-going but will wind down in the next couple of minutes. Despite things running smoothly, I'm still on call in case things go wrong.

With the time left, I'm just targeting to finish the basecoats of the next six. If there's time tomorrow, I can get started on the first details unto a couple of figs before going home. Starting to feel better after working on the first figs. Should've done this earlier.

I think its time to call it a night. Have to be ready to start another Tuesday in the next couple of hours...

Happy Birthday Gorgeous Sister!!!

March 16, 2007...

Hope you have a good one! Labs!

Isang malaking hug para sa yo pag-uwi ko bukas!!! :P

Numbers...

6 Models
14 Days
43 Paints
6 Inks
12 Down
36 To Go
84 Days More
2 To Convert
42 To Assemble

Just For 1

To be Continued...

If Everyone Cared...

Pretty much speaks for itself first time I heard it. Nice video too.

Try following that lead. The effort alone to do your share can make a world of difference.

Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad!!!

Many More Happy and Funny Years! :D


From Darling Handsome Son, Beautiful Sister Pie, Drop Dead Gorgeous Sister.

Labs! >:D<

Sombre Reunion...

March 1, 2007...

Somewhere in Valenzuela, Bulacan...

At the wake of Rolly's wife who passed away just recently.

Met up with Winnie and Ken over at Metrowalk first before we took the hour long drive to Valenzuela. Ken brought the kids with him. All bubbly and funny! Paupau now is a bit more on the mature side playing the role of "Big Ate" while Zach, Keanne, and Tyler are very much enjoying being kids. They're a handful, Meir told me, and Winnie and I had fun helping out in watching over them during the trip.

It's been ages since I was here, it was Rolly's birthday some ten years ago I think... Immediately, we recognized a lot of people we haven't seen in a while. Met up with some of the office "alumni", as well as contractors and friends. The construction industry is small, and when we don't work in the same project, it sometimes takes events like these to get the people together. We shook hands, clapped each other on the shoulder like we were some odd fraternity. A sense of brotherhood albeit a sombre one, was in the air. We didn't talk much about work, we all got together to show support and share in Rolly's and his family's hour of grief.