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From my other blog... written April 6, 2005

Damn! I was halfway through making an entry for my blog when all of a sudden I accidentally pressed the power button of my pc with my toe. Since I'm on a home network, instantaneously my youngest brother (Virgil) on the other room was wailing why I disconnected from the internet. One whammy for me! So here I am again, writing an entry and squeezing my brain a bit to write down a few thoughts and at the same time nagging my brother to zip it.

I'm starting to like this blog thingy. It's not that it's the first time I've heard of it or had one. In fact I used to have one years ago in blogspot but I got too lazy to update it from time to time. And would you believe I even forgot my login for that already? Another whammy for me.

Right about now, thousands of idea are running in my head on what to write about. There are so many of them that I don't even know where to start. Ok, I'm a frustrated writer I admit. I haven't had anything published for the longest time, but it doesn't really matter. I'm not even sure if there are people who would care enough to read what I have to say. Uhm... maybe not. And another whammy!

Fine, I'm creating this blog to let a few people know (though a lot wouldn't care at all) about my legacy, if I get to have any. This will be my witness on all the accounts of my life. No pretentions, no inhibitions. Most will be posted online for all to see and I'll try so hard not to keep anything to myself. Not even my deepest darkest secrets. Oooooooh...

I woke up at around 2pm today. No, I'm not the type who sleeps the whole day because I'm living an I-don't-need-to-rise-up-early life. It's because I work at night. As soon I got up, I picked up my mobile phone, texted my partner, washed my face, had lunch and played Counter Strike on the net. Damn kids! They're getting better and better everyday and it's becoming more difficult to frag any of them. I got a decent standing though--1 death for every 3 kills.

I'm actually only killing time before getting ready to go to work again. My bestfriend at work Nicole is not gonna be there tonight. It's her day off. Bummer! But I still have to go anyway, lest I want my boss to kick the shit out of me for being absent. That will give me a major whammy. Noooo! Can you imagine I'm gonna have to work for the next 38 years of my life? I guess it's about the same thing for a lot of people. But I just can't stand it. I wanna retire by the age of 30. Of course, only if I could afford it. Pfft!

It's about 6 in the evening now. I better get ready for work and start the countdown for my retirement.