philosophy is the talk on a cereal box. religion is the smile on a dog.

05022008114 by crazyangelblue.

01.
going back to night shift is a shock to my circadian rhythm. i forgot how cold and sleep-inducing the office is on sunday nights. i'm fighting to keep myself awake.


02.
i said my real hair color was blonde after this instance when kiko had to transfer money to my bank account. i gave him my account number and he transferred the money, but it was not credited to my account. a few hours later, i called the bank and reported the issue; typical for phone-in customer support, i did not get the answer i needed and for a fews kiko and i didn't know where the money went.

some time later i realized that the account number i gave kiko was incorrect. it was, in fact, vanny's account number.


03.
actually, a friend voted me to be "most likely to have blonde moments" in facebook, months back. no surprises there.


04.
jayvee mentioned over supper how he missed daryl. we were a household of three talkative (in various degrees) gay dorks, and those times we were together eating or hanging out in the living room were filed with geeky banter. there was a time daryl and i caught jayvee on our way to the elevator and we were talking along the hallway in a certain way that the neighbors from nearby units were staring at us, mildly amused.


05.
daryl dropped by the apartment when he learned i was ill. someone knocked at my bedroom door and i was pleasantly surprised when i saw who was knocking. i spent the day sleeping and was actually feeling better (the meds finally were working), but it was still good to know he went to mandaluyong to take care of me. a gesture like that will really make you feel loved, wouldn't you?

i wish i could do the same thing. drop whatever i'm doing and see him again if he needed me. i've always joked that my preferred superpower would be teleportation. sometimes, though, i really wish that was attainable.