I’m sharing some emails again….
These are entries to a Washington Post competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line… but the least romantic second line.
Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss
But I only slept with you, because I was pissed.
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.
Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.
*Flood in Manila
I’m flooded in!!! The thing is, it only rained for an hour and viola! We have an almost-waist-high flood just outside the gate. Fortunately, the water that got in the gate is just above the ankles… But who would want a stinky, disease-bringing, waste polluted, pest infested flood come your way? These photos were taken just a few minutes before I posted this entry.
This is our backyard… It could be mistaken for the amazon river or something closely related to a river…
This is the gurgling gate… It’s gurgling up trash, Not a pretty sight really… Not a pretty smell either.
errr… little missy?
I’m not going anywhere but who in hell will call me “little missy”? I’m nowhere close to being little. Just coz I have a cartoon for a header, you can call me little missy? Pffft.. next time someone calls me little missy, I’ll show them my current picture and we’ll see who’s “little” 😆 Oh if you’re wondering what in hell I’m talking about, I just deleted the comment in my shoutbox… I think he had attempts to build his links while insulting me… sheeez
😆 I just felt like saying that….
Yeah, I’m a bit stressed with work… Blogging about it helps a bit. So what’s the drama? Let me count it out for you…
- The manual I’m writing is due today. Although it’ll still be just the draft, it needs as much information as I could stuff into it. The work was divided but the divided work is still tedious to work on…
- The letter proposal assigned for me to write needs additional crap…
- The articles I have to review is getting piled up… Oh the horror, I’m sinking into a lot of paper work!
Fiona has learned to slap someone with her small hands whenever she’s annoyed or ignored. She smiles, giggles, gurgles and coos. She keeps looking for me when I’m not beside her, at least that’s what my mom told me. Ain’t that sweet?
I have pictures of her smiling on my phone, but I’d need a connector or IRDA or Bluetooth to transfer them to the computer… For the mean time this is my puny attempt to catch her smile on digital camera..
Mommy, I’m Two Months Old!