How to Combat Office Depression

Maybe I'm not cut out to be an HR person. Here I am on a work day and drinking beer. But very, very responsibly.

Meaning, I'm having my 4th beer at East West and doing my HR duties and responsibilities at the same time. In a very competent manner.

Because I am very competent at drinking beer and I am very competent when it comes to my professional tasks.

It' just that I'm having office depression. It is now just one big and almost empty space. I'm not used to it just yet.

There's only the two of us here in their smoking room. It's sooo cold and cozy with all the throw pillows and lounging chairs. We're listening to the Road Trippin' playlist and I'm singing "Candy" and "Caribbean Blue" at the top of my lungs. My voice must have traveled all the way to Mooon. I'm not sure, but I am.

And he is drifting off to sleep as we speak. Indeed, my voice is a very, very soothing phenomenon. Hahahahahaha!

Prisoner's Day-off

Today, I'm skipping the Warden's Lair altogether. Yeeaaahh, freedom!

What to do, what to do?

First, I'm gonna finish off all levels of Pet Shop Hop. 2 more levels to go, and I'm through with this stupid game. Hahahaha!

Then, I'm gonna do some manic dancing for 1 hour.

Afterwhich, I'm gonna try to jailbreak the touch. There's already one for OS4. Hallelujah and a half!!! Hope this works.

Later, the LPs and I will go to Baka's for Ethan's birthday dinner. And prolly create chaos that will shake their neighborhood.

Can't waiteeeeee! 

And maybe much, much later, around midnight, when I'm all boozy, I'm going to cry. Coz a much bigger dog mangled one of the pups living outside my door. If that poor, b

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Something just crawled on my arm!!! But it was just my hair. Pheewww. 

Anyhoo, as I was saying, if that poor black puppy dies I will hunt that criminal dog/puppy murderer and cook the bastard. But I will not eat it. Nope, not gonna happen. 

Barely Awake

Today, all I wanted to do was dance. But I have to show up at the Warden's Lair for grown-up responsibilities. And so I spent the entire prison day trying my bestest not to fall asleep and crash my head into my lappy. But it's almost time for freedom and tonight, I'm heading to Margaritaville. There, I will dance in my under thingies and nothing else. Wooohoooo!

It Must be Ugly but I'm Laughing So Hard

I woke up to the sound of my neighbors in an uber-furious shouting match. And it went on and on and on for about an hour. In the throes of anger, they can certainly cover a lot of topics from prostitution (burikat ka!), lesbianism (ikaw, tomboy!), economics (wa kay kwarta! wa kay natabang dire), education (ni undang kag skwela), unemployment (unya wala kay trabaho), kids (layas dire dalha na imong anak), a lot of diseases (peste, atay, cholera), animals in general (animal ka, animal!) and the devil himself (yawa ka!).

The nastiness of it all borders on comedy. Hahahaha! With awakenings like this, who needs coffee? 

Oh, I still do.

On Second Thought...

Yes, I'm having second thoughts about this whole Prague-Ireland-Tartu-Bulgaria-etc. business coz I'd really miss my bar and my bamboo lamp.

At least the life partners and the crazy family and the rest of the besties can Skype me anytime. I cannot interact with my bar and my bamboo lamp if I'm overseas. On webcam, we will just stare at each other and do nothing.

Oh, we'll see.

Sunday Morning Rain is Falling

Steal some covers share some skin.

Anyway, enough singing, that's not even part of my Sunday playlist. It doesn't feel completely like Sunday unless I hear the mix of classics, mushy and country. Some of the songs really suck but I love 'em on Sunday. On any other day, sometimes these songs make me wanna blow my brains out.

But they're always perfect for Karaoke. And me singing them when I'm annoyed with the neighbors and it's payback time.

I'm playing something called Pet Shop Hop. All the strategizing will qualify me for international spy work. Hahahahaha!

And drinking last night's leftover beer. It lost a bit of its soul so I poured creme de menthe and added some ice. And voila, it's alive again. Oh yeah!

Prague in My Mind

Definitely. Maybe. And Georgia, too. Then settle down in Ireland. For good. And spend some of vacations days in Tartu and a whole lot in Bulgaria. And the rest of the world.

I'll set myself loose in Europe. Yeah, baby!