Jackpot

the city of pines... such a nice place.

other than riding on a plane and a few snags, everything was goin' great in that three days and two nights of grand vacation.

but before that, we won some twenty five grand on some contest my wife had me and the rest of the wrecking crew in the house joined in.

it was a kickoff party, raffle draws and an award's night rolled into one.

t'was Sunday and since we have this little contest called Biggest Loser in the office, i decided to hit the gym for some serious cardio.

after the gym, went to the venue famish.

i was feeling tired, hungry, bored, envious, and did i mentioned bored? yeah, it took a while to finish. a lot of awardees and winners were announced wifey included.

some pals i know of were winning... cash, appliances, cellphones, etc.

i was feeling dismayed cos everyone's seems to be winning but us.

to make the long story short, during the final draw, i kept telling myself i hope i didn't win cos i hate going up on stage and getting pictured at... i didn't wanna be seen at all.

to my surprise, i got called!

the irony.

my wife is twenty five G's richer... yeah, i gave it all to her. well, she did all the work.. from buying the tickets, to making sure everyone goes, all the way to filling 'em tickets down.

what did i do? make sure i get my ass into that convention center.

i wanna go on talkin' but shayt, did some freakin' serious workout earlier, thus, i am very well spent.

Bagiuo City story will have to wait.... *yawn*

party, party!!!!

party here, party there, party everywhere!!!!

weeeeeee!!!!

i'm getting fat again!!!

anywho, this is all gonna come to pass. things are gonna go back to normalcy when January comes by...

that's the big hope.

after suffering some kinda bummed elbow, it just made my transition to the 5/3/1 program a lot, lot sooner than expected.. it's better this way as i barely overtrained.. everything's set so no more unnecessary skirting here and there.

better F-O-C-U-S.

the Excel spreadsheet wherein i chart my progress with them big lifts is also done.

meanwhile, four more days...

Happy Christmas

so we just had our Christmas party last Saturday. as far as i can remember, it all went well. nothing exceptional happened.. especially with yours truly.

didn't got wasted to the point of blackout or did anything gutsy.. under the influence, anyone gets ballsy or do some of the stupidest unimaginable thing to mankind.. i should know, i had a few misfortunes like that.. heh!

for many years now, i haven't won anything major-major in the raffle draws.. seems like lady luck had been stingy with me since forever... shower me somethin', will ya!

i'm getting a lot of flak with my job these days... sadly.

i can come up with many, many valid excuses.. like how hard it is to cope-up with the increasing sales, additional branches to serve, the many people i depend with who are unreliable and how i'm doing all this single-handedly whilst all the other companies who do this kinda job have at least two people to compliment each other.. yeah, excuses.. excuses..

but nah, i could have done better. modesty aside, even with all the excuses mentioned, i can really roll with them punches.. i mean, it isn't really that hard. i just need more time and focus. maybe, a few motivation here and there. a pay hike would be the clincher. yay!

anywayz, lets see how it goes. if i feel like i can't handle the heat anymore, better get the F out of the kitchen!

to me right now, work is just a necessity to get by.. it's not something i enjoy doing anymore. in fact, if i get fired tomorrow, it would be a huge weight off of my shoulders.

you know, you slave yourself to get that desired result, but people don't see the effort behind all of it... all they see is how "easy" you come up with the conclusion.. so they go "why's it taking this long?" or "how come this is the one that came out when it's supposed to be this and that?" all the why's and the how's can really stress the shit out of you... if you take everything too seriously, ponder hard on it and take 'em to bed, you could really end up with nightmares.. LOL!

duh!

some. people.

rant off.

P.S.

since upgrading to IOS5, my iphone (3GS) had been marred with lag in loading apps.. bummer!

of graduation, booze and the children

soooo effing tired today.

at this early, dreamland is tempting.

that had been life for me this far... it's peaks and valleys.. then downhill all the way!

some people are gonna get bored living this way. i ain't though.

i mean, i had my time partyin' it up.. going places.. adventure.. the lot!

this is me now.

guess i'm getting old. no more energy. zest for fun, zit!

i don't even play PC games anymore, WTF?

most of my beer bud, gone.

perfect!

i was at the grocery earlier and was watching all those beer-in-cans, ya know, the six packs, then passed by the liquor area.. thought half a sec - then went straight to the beverage section and got me some Chuckie. that yum-yum chocolate milk drink, that's what i'm pouring in my cup right now.

anywho, alcohol is bad for recovery as it increases cortisol, that muscle wasting hormone that does nothing good to your physique, so better avoid it especially these days when i'm supposed to waste lotsa fat and keep 'em muscles.

i'm not saying nada tho.. i just had some rum-soda last thursday as it's my officemate's son graduation. "drink moderately" was in effect that night. LOL

meanwhile, Neil graduated from elementary too. boy, the kid is a handful, tell ya that. i hope he'd find something good where he can focus his attention to and not on something useless.



i dunno but maybe my little angel mitch is also one of the driving factor of why i'm "cool" these days.. meaning, i'm not partying up and go crazy. instead, i've been workin' hard, exercise, rest well and do something meaningful in life rather than waste away in reckless abandon and not a care in the world.



dunzo.

lets make a night....

i think we're having "progress" here.

she's move to the other room and we never had the need to bug each other out like texting or that little thing we call - communicate... go fcuk your brains out there, i'll be fine, sweetie!

i hope she'd say one day, "lets separate, and don't ask me to move out as i don't have nowhere to go, lemme stay on the other room and you can do yer thing while i do mine...we'll try to get along for the kids, eh?"

why SURE YES!!!

that's the spirit, hun!

i'm being forward, of course.

but really, i'd like her to just go out there and find someone she truly loves.

someone whose rich and morbidly handsome.. someone who'll sweep her feet away!

i'd be genuinely happy for her... not too many people, girls, ladies, woman to be precise, end up like that..

raise yer feet, gurls?!?!!

i'm torn between being reserved and liberated at the same time.. we'll discuss this part further as we go along... if you're not going anywhere, that is.

in the meantime, i'm home and i dunno where she's at.

cheers and, itsa good night...

out.

in teh clubbin'

i listened and watched the video of this...



then i kinda missed bar hoppin'.