MONDAYS WERE MADE TO BE HATED.

August 28, 2007 at 4:22 am | Filed under camwhorage, ditz drivel, the internets

Ever since I noticed a few months ago that people have been Googling my name, I’ve made it a habit to do the same every now and then, if only to see if anything new would come up in the search results. So far, only boring stuff show up (this blog, an old LJ account, and my Twitter are on the first page), which is good. Not that I’m paranoid or anything, I’m just glad that all search results are directed here. Out of curiosity, I googled my brother’s name, too:

My brother’s name yields more awesome results than my name, so I find validation in being nominated for the Hot Hot Hot as Jalapeno Pinoy Blogger Award in the Pinoy Evil Blog Awards. Not that I have any clue as to what the whole thing’s for or how the nomination came about (besides my posting way too many photos of me in my underwear here), but it’s pretty cool.

(So I revisited The Helga Weber Numbers and I suddenly feel the need to resurrect it, if only as a dumping place for stuff that I can’t afford to post publicly.)

MONDAY RANDOM!

A quotation (it is beyond words how much comfort I find in this passage):

It is a world of impulse. It is a world of sincerity. It is a world in which every word spoken speaks just to that moment, every glance given has only one meaning, each kiss is a kiss of immediacy.

-Einstein’s Dreams, Alan Lightman

A photo:

A quasi-epiphany:

It hit me over dinner last Sunday night that perhaps the reason why life seems to be a more pleasant ride nowadays is that I no longer question the order of things. I just mock them, in my own seemingly innocuous way.

And a question:

One of the things I’ve learned from Mr Supervisor is that we tend to attract what we think about the most. It’s nothing new, really, as I’ve always known just how powerful channeling one’s positive or negative energy is (having taken an interest in Wicca back in highschool and looking for a rational explanation for spells. Well, as rational as you can get with Wicca); it’s just something I didn’t take seriously or didn’t acknowledge enough.

The question is: what’s one constant thing that’s been occupying my mind lately?

Bah.

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TASTE ASIA 2: I WENT FOR THE FREE BOOZE.

August 25, 2007 at 4:16 am | Filed under the internets

I never really go to offline blogger events or “parties”, save for TMB celebraganzas, for the sole reason that I’m antisocial (what? Lololol). So anyway, having nothing better to do on a Thursday night (I lie: I actually filed a leave for that night for this “party”), I, with the awesome TMB monkeys + my “date” made my way to Taste Asia 2. Honestly, I had no clue what the event was all about; I just wanted to, like, be there.

The majority of the night was spent not socializing and just downing bottle after bottle of booze at The TMB Table. And several trips to the washroom which was three meters behind our table. WHAT A FANTASTIC PARTEEEEH, HUH? Too bad I was too lazy to go around and look for people I know/wanted to meet IRL (read: just one: Shari).

I did see Benj which was awesomecakes as I haven’t seen the guy since 2001, and I finally got to meet the sexy nomad Jen Mordo. I missed Liz, though, boo. Highlight of the evening was seeing Bim and Mikey fighting over Penny.

Mikey: Kunyari Bim and I are the last two guys on earth.
Bim: Tapos may goat.

Penny chooses Bim, huzzah!

Bim and Steel are gangstahs.

Me, looking like a moron. Chubby AZN cheeks explosion!

Photos swiped from Ade.

All in all, and like any night spent with the TMB kids, I had loads of fun. And now I seriously need to de-tox; no drinking until September.

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… …DITZ, YA SAY?

July 26, 2007 at 3:32 am | Filed under a waste of human capital, ditz drivel, the internets

I’ve gotten a number of hits from people googling, yahoo-ing, and msn-ing the word ‘ditz’. Usually, the keywords are something along the lines of what’s is ditz or what a ditz is or what is a ditz?, leading me to believe (judging by the wording, the bad grammar, and the fact that they have to search-engine ‘ditz’ when they could simply go to, like, dictionary.com) that most Americans (and probably a handful of kids from Burundi) don’t have the slightest clue what the term ‘ditz’ means.

Okay, that’s enough.

Unfortuately, dictionary.com offers two boring entries on ‘ditz’. Urban Dictionary (which is a website I try to avoid as much as possible, as its contributors are a bunch of idiots) isn’t being very helpful, either, having twelve definitions written in Moronese. And since there isn’t a Moronese-English option over at Babelfish: g’luck.

It’s getting more and more awkward here at work, ever since I was co-erced into being account muse for the upcoming PSOlympics. Also: doesn’t the whole muse-and-escort thing end in, like, grade school? I generally tend to keep to myself whenever I’m in the office, only talking to people from my department (corporate travel). Now, I have people talking about me RIGHTTOMYFACE at the smoking area and people from ATHOUSANDAISLES away pointing me out to other people. Christ. I’m feeling uglier and uglier by the minute and I’m crossing my fingers that…I don’t know, *they* change their minds? I seriously am not looking forward to prancing around a basketball court in a tacky skimpy outfit to be boo-ed, tittered, and hooted at by people. Or worse, be greeted by silence.

(Not me, please. I have the personality of a block of wood. And I’m fat.)

There are just some things I’d rather not deal with. Things like that kind of bullshit, my insecurities, and a chewed out inner right cheek caused by sucking on too much sugared jelly candies.

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(A LATE) FRIDAY FIVE iii: SUGAR HIGH!

July 21, 2007 at 1:47 am | Filed under lists, the internets

I’m currently insanely addicted to TeamSugar. I love how I can get all my entertainment, beauty, fashion, food and health, and techy news in one site. For someone who’s too lazy to scour the intarnets and wade through all the filth, this is just pure awesomeness. NEVER AGAIN WILL I BE OUT OF THE LOOP! Mooharharharhar!

Anyway, here are five interesting things I came across during my lunch hour.

FROM POPSUGAR:

A photo of Britney Spears from the set of her new video (Get Back), with her looking like a ghetto tranny. W-W-WEZT-SAHD!!! Not that I know the Westside hand sign. But yeah. RIP: Helga’s Britney Fandom. A moment of silence, please.

FROM GEEKSUGAR:

A laptop table I would kill Africans for: The Offi Mag Table. It’s versatile, too, doubling as a side table and can apparently be converted to a seat with storage (I’d like to know HOW?).

I’m probably the only laptop owner out there (also, I have two laptops, big whoop) who doesn’t have a laptop bag. Okay, so I do, but it’s black and ugly and I hate putting my Veronica Mars in it because I don’t feel that it’s safe enough. So here’s the super funky Vlieger & Vandam Guardian Angel bag that offers all laptop owners a sense of false security, for $419 (which costs more than my monthly rent). I’d like one with an embossed AK-47 or crowbar, please.

FROM BELLASUGAR:

I recently started wearing eyeshadow (a drab green color from The Face Shop, to be exact) and I’ve gotten a lot of comments from co-workers since. Comments such as “Oh hey, Helga’s wearing make-up!” (umm, I wear make-up everyday?) and “What’s up with your eyes? You look like…the queen of the ocean.” (from Mr Supervisor tee-hee) and “Kamusta naman ang make-up natin diyan, bakla” etc etc. So this new series of loose powder eyeshadow called Overshadow from The Balm is just something I’d like to add to my make-up kit. Available in four colors (If You’re Rich, I’m Single; No Money, No Honey; You Buy, I’ll Fly; and Work Is Overrated), unavailable in the Philppines.

FROM FITSUGAR:

Now this is just about the coolest shit I’ve seen this week: The Treadwall, an indoor climbing wall and treadmill in one. I doubt I could fit this thing in my home, though, but Jesus! I never have time to go wallclimbing anymore, so having a Treadwall would be awesome like dimsum.

A conversation I had with Mr Supervisor about 15 seconds ago:

Mr Supervisor: *says something to me in German*
Helga: Look at this! A treadwall!
Mr Supervisor: *does a climbing motion with his hands* Yeah, I saw that a while ago. *pause* I told my mommy about it.

If you’re on TeamSugar, add me up: I’m helgatheweber over there (as usual).

Edit// So. I’m our account’s official muse for the upcoming sportsfest. FTW.

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TWITTERING!

July 8, 2007 at 1:47 pm | Filed under ditz drivel, the internets

I’ve got a blasted headache and I don’t know what time it is, but I’m drinking. Beer! Of all things! With the TMB people, at Peter’s house in Alabang (may urbanidad!), on Mikey’s Mac. I’m listening to Hanson (click, sidebar! Scroll down!) and I have a shopping date with mother. She’s mad cos I’m running late, and yes I’m aware that I sound like I’m twelve.

I haven’t recovered from last night. WHAT A GAY.

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