You guessed it right. That something that was supposed to be taking shape went poof. Again. Well, what's new? Like they say, don't expect any harvest if you sowed your seeds on foul soil.
If you think I'm anywhere near considering soaking myself in shit to be "fertilized," think again. It's not gonna happen. Not me. Not the Onlooker.
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
More whining... and something taking shape, finally.
Yesterday saw me having issues with the sun's blistering stare. Today, terrible traffic compounded the woes. Well, what's new? It has been said that change is the only permanent thing in life. Well, in this side of the globe, traffic jams could officially add up to that. Describing it as perennial would be an understatement. Concluding it's a curse could be near convincing. The issue is out there and it's there to stay. Haven't i said, reality sucks?
For the nth time (since, uh, ...escapes my memory!), I've made a pledge to be more organized - in everything. Opted to start with my numerous online concerns. Money matters first, you know. :) The rest of the mess should be easy picking afterwards. I wish.
For the nth time (since, uh, ...escapes my memory!), I've made a pledge to be more organized - in everything. Opted to start with my numerous online concerns. Money matters first, you know. :) The rest of the mess should be easy picking afterwards. I wish.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Blah, blah... Nothing much. Just your good ol' typical whimpering.
Scorching hot day!!
The summer heat is definitely on. Out-of-town sorties, bikini-clad gals and their beach parties, hunks in their trunks, the sea, the shades, the flip-flops, flippers and havaianas, the bods and curves and the Coppertones... all symbols of that season that presents a thousand and one spending options for the privileged, while posing an object of envy for the deprived. Reality sucks, as you can see.
Well, for the onlooker, indoor is the way to go and home is where it's at. Doesn't make any difference what the season is. And, with another full-time work about to start, daily routine is in trouble of getting mechanical. Work... home... work... home... those dots sure have to represent some extra-curriculars if the onlooker is to preserve his sanity.
On the other hand, no worries. Think salary. Good salary.
The summer heat is definitely on. Out-of-town sorties, bikini-clad gals and their beach parties, hunks in their trunks, the sea, the shades, the flip-flops, flippers and havaianas, the bods and curves and the Coppertones... all symbols of that season that presents a thousand and one spending options for the privileged, while posing an object of envy for the deprived. Reality sucks, as you can see.
Well, for the onlooker, indoor is the way to go and home is where it's at. Doesn't make any difference what the season is. And, with another full-time work about to start, daily routine is in trouble of getting mechanical. Work... home... work... home... those dots sure have to represent some extra-curriculars if the onlooker is to preserve his sanity.
On the other hand, no worries. Think salary. Good salary.
What's this supposed to be? Frankly, I have no idea.
Waking up on the wrong side of the bed..., starting off on the wrong foot..., however one might wanna call it, this is just an unhealthy and lousy way to start an undertaking.
Oh, well. Who'd care? Right. No one would care for something they know nothing about. 'Coz at this point in time this tiny corner that aims to do no more than ramble the days away is, just that, nothing. But doesn't everything start with nothing? If sounding ambitious brings a scent of promise, then there just might be something to look forward to somewhere 'round here.
So what's in a day? Let's go figure.
Oh, well. Who'd care? Right. No one would care for something they know nothing about. 'Coz at this point in time this tiny corner that aims to do no more than ramble the days away is, just that, nothing. But doesn't everything start with nothing? If sounding ambitious brings a scent of promise, then there just might be something to look forward to somewhere 'round here.
So what's in a day? Let's go figure.
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