wants to ring doorbells then run away as fast as she can.
| Pau Gasol is My Boyfriend but… GO CELTEEEEEEEECS! |
| Alcoy |
My life is a coloring book where everything is forever summer, it's always weekends and everyday feels like a holiday in happy hues. There are some hot pink laughter, emerald blue lovin', green teardrops, yellow smiles, turquoise hugs, red sorrows and purple anger. And more hot-pink-laced-with-aquamarine laughter. There's so much laughter, coming out in rainbow peals. Hey, I think I'm drunk! Or not! I'm just forever high!
| Pau Gasol is My Boyfriend but… GO CELTEEEEEEEECS! |
| Alcoy |
Last night:
Another one of those black ant colony invasions. I don't mind sharing leftover cocktails but to set up camp in the AC and then into the bed... now that's a different story. The captain awesome will destroy you in a bit, small creatures.
But the captain is still amiss. The legion is now divided into cohorts while i'm sipping my minty cocktail and biding my time. They'll never know what hit them when my butt lands on them! Mwahahahahaha!
Ok. So most of you know that Awesome and I have been officially living together for almost 2 years now. This is different from sneaking around and sleeping about pretending nobody’s seeing stuff or hiding in the bedroom so our fathers won’t see actions that we’ve done for the past 100 years anyway. Judging us for living together?? Oh, go kill yourselves. We’ve been a couple for the past 14 years. We really don’t care if we end up televised while checkin’ in to a sleazy motel. Which we can do… But I won’t due to cockroach fear.
Anyhoo. The reason about this entire clamor is laundry. He does it all the time with or without my share of it. (the clothes share and not me “helping him” share) So all I do is just shrug and take my stuff to a pro. But, there are times (which is most of the time) when he just washes every single thing.
So, sleepless as I am, I decided to be on the occasional domestic goddess mode and wash his stuff. First, I soaked the whites in whiteners. Then I asked him thru text how long the soaking lasts. He replied “usually overnight” That was 6.am ago. Right now is 11.am and I sent him an SMS saying that I’m still awake and should I continue to wash his uniform and hang them to dry?? And the response was “Yehey!” And I was like WTF?????
So Awesome is awake at 4AM preparing for work and I won't even elaborate on the title and he's like a 2nd grader still trying to steal some sleep on the couch. After which, I can’t even continue writing this coz he keeps on PEEKING here and trying to get me to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. Grrrrrrrrrrr. And keeps on being snugly. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.
So it’s almost 4.am and I have the most minimal dosage of alcohol ever encountered by a boozy person who likes the booze on a Friday night. Even Friday night is surprised! Because it was one of the rarest encounters by Friday night with me! Just waiting for Awesome to wake up. Gosh, nurses are so grown up when they have work, especially early morn the next day!
And going back to the topic of boozing and alcoholic content, this is MINIMAL for moi, trust me. So minimal that I feel my angelic halo’s soothing warmth that's settling around my unruly curls is penetrating into my brains, telling me to go to sleep coz it’s almost 4.am. The devilish horns are so totally subdued. For the past 4 weeks. I think they're gonna fight back tomorrow. We'll see!
Ok. I've been putting this project off for a year and a half now. That is to collect all my FB stats and post them here. I started out manually; scrolling down my wall and copy-pasting everything to a note pad. Then I accidentally clicked on a link and got taken to another page. So there.
Then, I discovered an .ipa that downloads all my stats into my ipod touch. Alas, I didn't have to keep scrolling down to what seems like the center of the Earth anymore! But I had to do loads of typing, which I didn't have time for. That time, I was too busy juggling between meeting HR-related deadlines and advancing to the number 1 spot in Cafe World.
So I went into research mode and I discovered an FB app that exports my FB stats to an excel file that I can easily download. Still it wasn't able to collect anything beyond the 2nd half of 2009. Which is a moot point, actually.
Finally in February this year, I found out that FB already allows you to download a backup of your EVERYTHING! Photos, albums, videos, friends, all wall activities since the beginning of time -- the works!
And yesterday afternoon, I was in the zone of memories and histories and proofs and individualism and favorite things, which made me post this on my wall:
So I realized that what I had been putting off for the past year and a half, I'm already actually in the mood to do right now. So finally, all my FB stats, in periodic installments, for my viewing pleasure, again and again. Because yes, I love my life and myself and I always enjoy my thoughts, my quirks, my feelings and my activities even if others may not. So here goes:
| Yeah! Hollywood's on a Roll! |
| Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa, Rocks! |
| the movie Role Models is heartwarming and so damn funny! |
To be continued…