May 23, 2006

I've Been Had!

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The plan was to spend the night at a friend's house with my old college buddies after my meeting with Kamakatahan, a poetry group I'm in. The meeting with the group was fine (except the part where I had to read a poem. You were supposed to bring a poem with you during the meetings?) we left at around 10. Then I get a text message that says the old college guys decided to cancel the overnight stay. That would have been good, except now I have no place to go. Our village has a curfew: No one comes in from 10 to 6. So what do I do? I go to Cubao and rent a computer in a 24-hour internet cafe, and that's the story so far.

It's a good thing, I suppose, since at last I made time to update my blog. Boy, is there a lot to talk about or what?

For starters, all of you know that I quit my job at the call center. What you probably don't know is that I left the company because Melch wanted me on his team in a game design company. Yes, it's similar to the company we were trying to keep alive for two years now, but this company he's in has money. And contacts. Everything should have been all right, except that a few of that company's investments didn't arrive on time and we weren't getting paid. That also meant we weren't working. Well today things were looking up as the investment came and we were going to get our monies, this week. Now I can spend my emergency funds and treat myself to a ridiculously-priced burger, which I did, and I'm happy about that. Yes, it might be offensive to a lot of hungry street people, but so what? I don't indulge myself often. So sue me.

The revamp of the site's design is still in the works, together with my writing commitments and drawing commitments and music commitments. See, this is my curse: constant busyness, probably better known as workaholicism or something, which probably isn't my real problem because if it were, I wouldn't be making a blog. Let's just say I'm trying to keep myself busy while things were slow. It's not a conscious philosophy, but I find that I am uneasy with only a few things to do, so I multiply them tremendously until I've filled myself with work, then I don't finish some and get depressed. That only means I have a problem and I'm in the denial stage. Guess what my solution is: don't sleep.

If I don't make any sense, that's because I haven't slept yesterday as well.

I would like to go on and on, but I just remembered that I really don't like talking about myself. And yet I have a blog. Go figure. Tomorrow's a new day; if I remember it I'll post something again and hopefully, I can catch a wink before I do.