i dream of jeannie

... or cutie pie. yep, the cutie pie. i dreamt of him again. can't divulge much of what happened, partly because of privacy issues (mine), partly because of secrecy issues (like, someone is bound to get it, and i'm busted), but mostly because i can't remember much.

but from what i do recall, several kilig moments. as if they ever go beyond that. but then, much less in real life!

at least i know that god has a sense of humor. here i am going all crazy, and he gives me comic relief.

so i'm going back to crazy mode again. 24 hours to construct a paper? why do i even bother...

two princes and some lab rats

it's another sunday. and like every sunday before this one, i get allergic to work of any kind. and i watch lots of tv.

after watching oprah on the hallmark channel, i stuck around for the dateline interview with william and harry. yep, THE william and harry. like most people i'm fascinated with royalty... well, we're all fascinated with what we can never have, right? but as they were sitting there conversing with matt lauer, all i could think of was just how comfortably (or not) they were doing that interview. if i'd been sitting there like that for the time it took me to watch them, i'd be really itching to move. and william isn't as cute as i'd imagined him to be. not all the time, anyway.

good thing axn was just one channel away from hallmark, because during breaks i got to watch csi. tonight they aired the one episode i wanted to see this season: lab rats. the one where the bida aren't the csis or even jim and sofia, but -- you guessed it -- the lab rats. archie kao, wendy sims, some other guy i didn't know, and of course david hodges. i finally understood the fascination some kids over at fanfiction.net had on hodges. and why they raved over this episode. for once, the guys doing the back office work -- where the brilliant greg sanders used to rule when he was dna tech -- got the spotlight. and the writers gave them real cred by leaving hodges to come up with a vital connection for the season's story arc. enough gushing, i'm just waiting for miami ink to come on.

i also got a new keyboard today. not that i'm really pissed with my laptop's keyboard, but the full size one does make an easier time of it. i haven't tried out the number keypad yet, which is the main reason i got this keyboard. i got a number keypad for the laptop a few months ago, and while it's cool to use (especially for us dealing with numbers most of the time), the num lock function takes some getting used to when you're typing letters at the same time. nothing really beats a full-sized keyboard.

lastly, an important update on the blackberry curve, my dream gadget. the next-gen curve, i think it's 8320, will have wifi. thank god. and maybe 3g? hopefully. like, the main use of this gadget for me is mobile surfing! hello?!? plus, the external sd card slot. man, i am so loving this. it's brought me back on steady ground after i saw ziel's o2 xda (the one with the sliding keypad). i was really seriously thinking of getting a touch-screen device instead. or a nokia e61i which loyalists say is just as good as blackberry (among the non-touch screens). so, here i am still, waiting for the perfect timing (and pricing, and budget availability) to get my blackberry.

true calling

hmmm. here i am again on sunday night. instead of trying to get more rest for the week ahead, i am still on my pc and surfing the night away.

but before i go off to dreamland...

i opened up my friendster account, meaning to change my profile once again. i feel dissatisfied at what i've put in there so far... perhaps it reflects my unhappiness over my own life, but that's another story. there's this blank on "hobbies and interests" which i never could fill out to my satisfaction. i started to put in this junk about collecting mp3s, and i went on to say something about wanting to pursue my musical inclination but i'm currently treading a very different path.

like duh.

mike already posted something like this recently over at his blog. and i've talked this over with one of my closest high school friends (i know, i have a lot of "close hs friends" but they're quite a bunch) who is pursuing an acting career (as in theatre). sometimes i wonder why i chose not to pursue a musical career. i have lots of excuses which include:

1. i'm not a good bass player, compared to what i've seen out there
2. i'm not even a patient student
3. i can't do oido, not that well anyway
4. actuarial science was supposed to be a lucrative career
5. i can't afford to be a starving artist

some of them are good reasons, too. but with all the changes that's been happening, i guess it's time to finally do something about it. god gave me a discerning ear and good taste. while most people don't share my preference, i believe in it. then again, i have to tie up some loose ends before i embark on another journey.

earth to tin's brain... please, please finish your strama this time. get back to work, lazybones!

things you should not be doing

...when you're rushing a submission that is so post deadline. hope my boss never sees this.

on a typical sunday night i find things to do that i should have done earlier in the day at the very least. like ironing my uniform (only now it's my office uniform and not my sky-blue pleated skirt last worn ten years ago). or looking for papers from an actuarial seminar n years ago. or burning this cd that i so needed to hear this week. or packing my bag with suitable friday office wear. this last one i usually manage to finish not earlier than 10pm every time.

so after doing some of abovementioned examples i decided to open my trusty laptop and -- what the heck -- burn the internet lines again, before settling down to finally finishing my long-overdue analysis. no, i will not surf. i will not spend unnecessary time linking my music file collection with the matching album photos. i will not check out every friend's account on friendster. i will not look for parokya ni edgar tabs. i will not post a blog. but i forgot to confine myself from bloghopping.

while i was checking my 3 regular email accounts, i opened my primary blog (i am such a net addict as you can see) to check if anyone posted a comment yet. not unusually, nobody had. but my best friend left me a message on my blog board. hmmm, so she does remember my addy.

then by sheer luck i followed my link to drei's blog. of all the blogs i've linked to, drei's is probably the most active, and a good read too. to pass the time while loading the statistics pages i read the other comments to his last entry. that done, i remembered that i couldn't find his link to my blog. it wasn't where i last saw it. then i discovered it was transferred to another category (you have to clue me in on this one, drei). and me being the curious person i am, hovered and clicked like there was no tomorrow...

to make an already long story not much longer, i got sidetracked from looking up historical gdp figures because of all these cool blogs i kept stumbling on. there was even this girl who had blog entries with titles from ebtg songs. and i knew from experience that an ebtg fan is hard to spot. before i knew it, it was almost one a.m. whoa! time to pack up. but not quite.

ok, now it's time to do my killer analysis. mood killer, vacation killer, sleep killer (i swear, i kept dreaming of this paper sunday last week), whatever. this thing that is becoming my waterloo. if i ever get to finish this thing (which i sincerely think i really have to, you know), i swear i will break the bank and celebrate. who cares if my cards are almost maxed out and i have no excess cash come payday.

if i could only spew out the same amount of coherent paragraphs to match the drivel i just wrote, i'd be made. for now. and my three-hour countdown starts...