BOO I AM SO TIRED BOO!

February 2, 2007 at 6:02 am | Filed under camwhorage, ditz drivel

In yar face.

Okay, I’m tired and my legs are freezing and I only have 61 calls. Nineteen more to go, less than an hour left. Plus, a bunch of e-mails to send out. ARGHARGH, this whole The Internet Is Allowed thing is very distracting.

Bakla ba boss mo? Oo naman!

I think I’m gonna break things off with Chuchubells. But I don’t know. There’s something verrry adorable about the guy, even though the Y!M smiley that best describes his face is this:

And I still don’t have a place to live.

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AND WE’RE OUT.

January 27, 2007 at 6:24 am | Filed under bitchin' a ride

So I’ve been out of the country. But that’s just wishful thinking; work has me down on my knees begging please please please. The new job is fun (so far), and I find it quite amusing that I’m finally out of the call center industry. Sort of. I’m purely in sales now, but still working the night shift because that’s just how the Third World life is.

Let’s talk about work some other time, since I’d rather rant; and so far everything’s going well in that aspect of my life.

I will be without a place to stay come the 26th of February. No, the people I live with did not vote me off the island. Our landlady has. We all received our first eviction notice the other day. Apparently, they “cannot continue on with our tenure on a monthly basis”. For those few idiots out there, that means we are not under contract. The thing is, we ARE supposed to have a contract– we’ve been waiting for those papers since the day we moved in last October 26. Our landlady promised she’d hand us the contract November 1st, since the existing unit’s contract was written in a family context. That never happened.

This royally sucks. We’re supposed to be good for at least a year’s stay here. Without that contract, we’re fucked. I was planning on going househunting with my two cousins next month for a place to house five people (my cousins, Anna, Allah, and I) since our landlady implied a few days ago that she wants us out by March (when Q leaves). That worked sorta perfectly, giving us enough time to pool money together for the deposit and rent advance.

If anything, on our way to the grocery the other night, Allah and I spotted an “apartment for rent” sign just a few houses down the street from our place. Allah was supposed to give the lady a call and she didn’t. I think. ARGH, I DON’T KNOW. We’re crossing our fingers the place is nice (three bedrooms, preferrably) AND affordable. We’re currently paying 4,400 pesos each a month, and I’m willing to up my budget to 5k or 5.5k. After all, I’m now earning more than I did with my previous job.

I have a new email address: heweber@REMOVEMEbranders.com. But don’t send me mail there, it’s strictly for client correspondence. I am no longer an employee number. I just don’t get why there’s an ‘e’ there; a ‘g’ or ‘p’ would’ve been more appropriate. It took the IT guy two tries to figure out why he couldn’t set up an email account for me under ‘hweber’.

Karma will bite our landlady in the ass, I swear. She sent us an SMS asking us to set up a meeting with her to discuss our deposit, concerns, bills etc. since we all have different schedules. Whatever, maybe the next tenants’s going to be a family of pedophiles who will spend 24/7 ogling at the pre-school kids.

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LIFE IS GOOD, AGAIN.

January 15, 2007 at 12:58 am | Filed under ditz drivel, joyful girl, technicolor lover

Yo, I’m still alive and fatter than ever. I’ve been on vacation (from work, not from life. Unfortunately) since the 6th and my days have been filled with fast food, home made food, DVDs, and the occasional drunken night. Would anyone believe me when I say that I’ve only been drunk a grand total of three times ever since I resigned from my previous job? Let’s not even start with how little sex I’ve been getting :blah:.

See, my whole world does not go on vacation with me. Friends still have to work, Chuchubells still needs to work. So I am left home alone every night with the two white boys and a plateful or bowlful or cardboardful of food and a bunch of DVDs. My body clock’s back to normal, my socialization is out of whack. The first time I left the house to actually go somewhere (not just the store or the grocery or a random Katipunan food establishment) was last Friday, to get copies of my birth certificate over at the NSO. I felt like such a grown up. I’m going back on Monday, and then I’m off to the SSS offices to apply for social security. YES, I KNOW I AM IRRESPONSIBLE.

So what’s been keeping me busy? Let’s all laugh our asses off at the sadness that is my I-am-temporarily-a-bum but-I’m-still-getting-paid! life.

:lmao: Workout videos. I’m obsessed; and I wasted money on three videos when all I really need is Carmen Electra’s Aerobic Striptease. It serves several purposes: to bring out the lesbians in us, to prepare us for Drew’s 30th birthday, and yes, to sort of lose weight. Head rolls and finger in mouth moves, word.

:lmao: DVDs. I watch an average of four movies a day, my lawd. There I am, lying on the air bed in our lounge the whole godforsaken day that Q (Hot French Housemate) attempted to bonk me on the head with a broom this morning: STOP WATCHING TV!

:lmao: DVD-shopping. Other day, Allah and I left for Daily at 10am to get ourselves some new DVDs. The DVD place opened two and half hours later. Two and a half hours hanging out at McDonald’s, Chowking (solving Sudoku at the crossword), and Diplomat bookstore. For DVDs.

:lmao: ENTOURAGE. Entou-fucking-rage. Seasons 1 to 3, what’s taking them so long for Season 4?! I’m addicted. I haven’t even bothered starting on Seasons 3 of House and Lost.

I love you, Ari!

And that’s really just it. Oh, I have a new bed. I’ve said good-bye to my single and got a double. Finally.

Here’s the part where I tell anyone who cares what the deal is between Chuchubells and I.

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NY 2007 PHOTOS.

January 7, 2007 at 7:14 pm | Filed under camwhorage, joyful girl

Crap quality, but it was the most we could do.

So I got plastered pretty early.

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NEWSFLASH.

January 5, 2007 at 8:26 am | Filed under bitchin' a ride, ditz drivel

Hey kids. I resigned yesterday and I’ll be using up my remaining leave credits in such a way that the next time I have to deal with these tediously stupid Caucasians and African-Americans (no offense meant, we all know how much I love Taylor Hanson and Warrick Brown. And Melanie B. It’s just that when you’re tired and hungry and some fuck up calls in and wastes your time by hanging up as soon as you ask for their credit card information— it tries my patience) will be on the 19th. My last day with this godforsaken company.

That means I don’t know when I’ll be on-line next.

Tell me: what great sin have I committed to deserve two mentally-retarded probably-a-year-or-two-older-than-me girls singing Barny’s I Love You You Love Me song a few feet behind me?

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