the opposite of funny is not funny. the opposite of serious is not serious.

in between hacking through the codes for drupal and figuring out how to fix some database problems (that means i have to figure out how the code works using code that doesn't work, find out what exactly doesn't work, and -- by some miracle -- maybe fix it), and thinking of how to raise money for the upkeep of the side-project website, there were other things i had to think of: renewing the apartment lease. pre-employment medical exams and job requirements. a missing person case. somehow, i still managed to keep a conversation with the recent ex.

we will be working for the same company and the same building. it's an odd coincidence: i'm moving there because the client i work for decided to move to another outsourcing company and the client wanted to bring in the tenured agents to the new location. i managed to get a satisfactory deal out of it, too. the ex applied for a post and was accepted.

and then the ex told me this other guy will join that company, too. that gave me a sudden sinking feeling in my stomach. this other guy is one person whom i don't wish too see again. i have one team-mate whom i refer to as anti-soulmate: i don't like him but it seems i'm destined to be stuck with him through several agonizing lifetimes. but anti-soulmate has not yet achieved that i-don't-want-to-share-an-elevator-with-you-i'd-rather-go-out-and-take-the-stairs level of dislike that i have with the other guy.

so like a lot of awkward things that could happen when talking to former lovers that you remained friends with, my conversation with the ex ended on that note.

but there's more.

ten minutes later, another ex sent me a message. oh great, a day of the exes. he found out about me transferring to ortigas from the more recent ex. no surprises there. i said it's okay, but the other guy will also be joining the company so that (to put it mildly) is a bummer.

talking about the other guy wore me out worse than working on 5 websites, so i decided to end that conversation. i half-thought that maybe another ex (i.e., the ex i don't speak to anymore) would suddenly surprise me. anything could happen.

that night, while waiting for the collaborators in the website side-project, the boyfriend said we shouldn't be seeing each other anymore. he doesn't think he's cut out to be a boyfriend. well, that is just a GREAT way to end a very surreal day.

so i've been dumped. again. we didn't even last two months. life is just wonderful.