So around 4am, I was reaching for my phone half asleep because it was
ringing. I looked through one eye and put it back under the pillow
sparing half a thought to figure out which country that was calling
from. An hour later, I get another one this time from Orange County,
CA. I didn't realize at the time the out of country number was India &
the same number had called 2x. These are the times I'm glad I don't
have voicemail because it is so much simpler. Of course, I'm going to
need to set it up eventually....
Kuya Uge off, Dawn worked for 4 hours, Tay's jaw is still bothering
him & had Neni phoned in a prescription for him at Walgreen's, and Tim
had an x-ray done today as per her doc visit this past Saturday. She
had called in sick for 3 days last week. Hopefully I remember to check
up on her x-ray. Joaquin really dislikes living there and a part of me
wants to call myself a failure for not holding up my half of having a
working part of a relationship. Like living together because it's just
not enough.
And the LOL moment of the day, hkn actually left me a wall post
regarding a check they will reissue because apparently I had one left
over there and I had never cashed it?! Really? Wow, I suppose it's
really difficult in this day and age to let someone know they have a
check still uncashed. It's funny because the farce of a termination
letter they express sent me after I asked WTF stated that they had no
way to reach me when I supposedly went MIA. Fucking laughable and this
is the one instance where I will say that I'm glad life is finite
because imagine of assholes lived forever. Anyhoo, no way to reach me
despite 2 known personal email addresses and the almighty facebook
[which funnily enough continue to get wall posts regarding happy
holidays & have a great birthday]. Whatever, I can go on some Sunday.
On more important news, Amy G & I were talking about lack of contact
from our other friends and maybe we are only acutely aware of it since
we have ridiculous amounts of free time. And it's true, these things
have their cycles and when we both pick up with our friends again
it'll be like old times. Coincidentally, the day I was lamenting about
missing old friends, one of the sisters from other misters called and
one texted. Maybe they were using the Force! lol
Post 3.0 update: I swear my phone is working slower and I swear that
even during his liver transplant Steve Jobs was dreaming of ways to
discretely screw over the masses forcing us to spend dough on the
newer, faster iPhone 3Gs. Also my power indicator doesn't seem to
display how much I have left. Like now, it just died even though last
I looked 4 min ago I had 3/4 left. Fuuuck. And today's minor mindfuck,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cWMlCMtogVw&NR=1 . Of course Sony has
an answer for that.
Still haven't gotten a haircut, it's just obnoxious now. My ears itch
like the dickens but it could be these earphones. And...
RIP Ed McMahon. I guess you're hi-o in Heaven.
"just be yourself... unless you suck."