random ramble

i was suppose to write an entry last wednesday but i was attacked by a little monster who got chips all over my laptop, ate my lolly, and dragged me to the washroom thrice, consecutively, to wash his hands:

he's a real cutie. and he wanted to take me home, too. what say you, husband?

. . .

i've been stuck in mom's office lately. i don't actually do anything; just surf the net all day (courtesy of tippee's wifi) and run errands from time to time. i'll be more of a bum at home but i think i prefer that. the aircon freezes my brain and there's nothing but icky, unhealthy fast food to eat in the office. anyway.

let me say this: i have a terrible habit of stalking people. i think it's a hangover from all the sherlock holmes and nancy drew books i used to read as a kid. couple that with sheer boredom and you have me, little miss curious cat, tracking all over the world wide web.

it's a terrible addiction, really. i discover all sorts of things, including details i'm really better off not knowing. surely ignorance is bliss.

today, i had the urge to look up highschool people on friendster. not to add to my network but to find out what they've been up to. let's see now:
2 are married,
4 have kids...

and we can stop right there because i'm feeling really old now. these are girls i used to play with! 0_o

i just feel overwhelmed, that's all. (can you hear the whispers? you're next... you're next...) oh, shut up.

. . .

right. this is my blog and i can do all the shameless self-publicity i want.

i'm accepting orders for personalized journals. basta, ask me about it na lang. or ask to see javie's lighthouse and naya's cheshire cat. i want to see if this racket will work, hehe.