K's picture of the day:
"Otacon... think you can send over more of this stuff...? It's sorta tasty."
Hehehehe... That made my day.
Anyway. Moving on.
I'm still gradually adjusting to having to be up and about by 6am. I mean, I love mornings. I love the whooshing sound that they make as I sleep right through them (K has been reading too much Douglas Adams!) but I suppose it can't be helped. At least I have taho in the morning.
As for our new routine, Ian and I have sorta worked it out. I get up at 6am and go to work, Ian shows up for work at 3pm, I go home and sleep 'til 9 or 10pm unless there's something else that I need to do, I cook dinner at 10pm, wait for Ian to come home and we get to hang out until maybe 2 in the morning. Then I sleep some more until 6am while Ian either plays, works on the PC or goes to bed as well. It works, somehow. Another good thing would be that we finally have our days off on the same day! His superior easily agreed to change his free day, while one of my shiftmates kindly changed her day off for me (thank you so much, Maricar!!), so all is good.
Also, since I'm out in the streets by 6:30 am, I tend to take the long way around to work which is down Bagtican, and then left at Ayala Extension, until I make my way to RCBC and then to our building. It's sorta nice to take that route since the street isn't as busy as Chino Roces and Buendia. I pass by houses and small condos, a kitchenette, an Indian grocery called "The Taj" (its proximity to our favorite Japanese grocery never fails to delight me), a Country Style branch, a surfboard shop with surfboards on display at the window, and a Brahma Kumaris meditation center.
I like passing by the Brahma Kumaris' front door because everyday, they write a new phrase or statement to think about on the tile panel beside their gate. I've been making it a point to take a peek at what new words of wisdom they may have for that day. It's sort of like being given a fortune cookie everyday, really. I like it.-----------------------
Halloween is almost here, and as expected, the TV is filling up with programs about the paranormal, and ghost sightings, and out of body experiences, and all that jazz. Again, I am compelled to watch each and every one of them, but I'm stupid, and I know that two weeks after all this, I won't be able to sleep with the lights off. Again.
Have I ever mentioned that watching Ju-on
has practically scarred me for life? And that I can NEVER AGAIN wash my hair under the shower while wondering if some disembodied arm is helping me shampoo or simply grabbing the back of my head? So yeah, no more.
But I found something scarier:Nickelodeon is promoting a band called The Naked Brothers. Band members under the age of 10. What could possibly go wrong?
Now THAT scares the heck out of me. XD XD-----------------------
I have just recently discovered the love that is Imogen Heap
. Apparently, MTV has its uses, too, and so does BitLord. I'm listening to her album right now, and I'm tempted to buy the original. If we had iTunes, I'll gladly cough up.
I love the fact that everything you hear on her album, she can play live, on stage, and BY HERSELF. Well, her, some instruments and her Mac. But still, I see her and I can't help but wonder, "If I was a genius, self-taught musician, can I get away with dressing like her? Because I sure would like to... you know... dress like her and be a genius, self-taught musician..."
In any case, I like her new video because it's sort of MirrorMask
-ish, and I've always been a sucker for stuff that reminds me of Dave McKean
or anything remotely Neil Gaiman. T_T