random, random

am listening to Stevie Ray Vaughan's Little Wing, thus....



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it was fun last night. thought i got hammered early on. i can tell.. when i see things differently like there's too much colors and rainbows, that's a tale tell sign. anyway, my best pal finally went with us. it was one helluva party! met a few gals along the way.. hehe

but really, didn't do anything nasty. t'was just a spur of the moment thing. somethin' about spur of the moment and being candid.. spontaneous. ya kinda get things done with it rather than contemplating and waiting.

best pal tried in vain. buddy was hammered and was just, well, waiting. i made the toast. then, we were talking...and torridly kissing like really thisclose... i can almost feel them lips all over my ears!

no, this wasn't between us boys, ya schmoe.... now's a good time to use your imagination. jeje

other than touching them hips and all that huffs in between our ears, we went our separate wasted ways in peace.

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office mate sms late this afternoon and requested a prayer. one co-worker is in grave condition, doctor said. he is on dialysis. his kidneys had given up on him. it's crazy how he was looking fine early this week. we always made fun of each other every morning cos we're usually the early ones. we go "are you aiming for the punctuality award?"

here's hoping he recovers and gets well soon. hang in there, bud.

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when you're face with a problem, don't run away, face it! yep, that's what i learned. especially at work when there's a lot, ya gotta man up.

i better go and really absorb above cos right now, i'm not in the pink of health and i refuse to get myself checked. instead, i opt to self medicate.

message to self: FACE PALM!

random acts of whatever, donezo!

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cardio suffered a minor setback. just pushed it a little too much on the treadmill doing sprints and, it happened. calves gave in.. muscle cramped. it's been four days and the sting of the pain is still there. oh well.

will just have to work around it. there's still other cardio equipment that i can use that won't aggravate the area. shit happens.

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went out again to party-party last friday night. my pal was in cruise mode and just let it all hang loose. i, on the other was pretty uptight.. dunno why.

as usual we got smashed. him had too much though. he practically forgot what went down on the latter part of the night whilst i remembered everything.

he dunno how he broke a chip of his front teeth. i remembered him dancing and gyrating like he's auditioning to some dancing show.. haha!

lesson learned: keep it together and never lose a grip of yourself.

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why is it important to have ETA? so that you don't let people left hanging. in the corporate world, it's important to make projections, assessments and planning. a customer said to me once, "i just want to know exactly when cos i don't want it to be open-ended."

imagine if all people would make an open-ended projection, we'd be stuck in limbo for a long, long time.. "we'll just inform you." how about "i'll just text."

so now i appreciate when Jack Bauer said something along the lines of "what's your ETA?"

something to ponder about today, huh?

marry the night

we was gonna go party-party tonight but my pal had me waiting for hours, motha... no can't be. honestly, i look forward to weekends since i've started going out again a few months back. i'm kinda awed when i see them beautiful ladies ramping around waltzing on our way.. really, it's like all these flashy cars such as a lambo or a porsche or them h1's or that lincoln stretch, man, you only see them beauties at night!

i kinda feel young again and my heart beats as fast as 'em that furious flick...

but waiting isn't one of my best virtues. i just go impatient and bored... i think about my little baby and i feel really bad that i'm wasting away time being away from her sweet little smile (though i was watching that documentary Fat, Sick & Nearly Dead. an eye opener. you should watch it) whilst waiting for his shift to conclude... feels like a desperate girlfriend waiting for Romeo to finally arrive.

so yeah, i go "lets do this some other time, bud." besides, there's still work tomorrow and we'd usually finish our little adventure in the wee hours of the morning... usually hammered and all, as useless.

i can, though, trade all that fun with a simple cuddlin' with my little baby or spend it with my grown up kid, Neil messing with them bad guys playin' Call of Duty. we kinda compete who gets to win or has more kills... while i sip some GrandMa.. no, that grandma, ya creep, it's that brandy!

anyhow, when time and opportunity permits, i'd still go out and hang around... strut 'em biceps for all to see.. ha ha!!

speaking of biceps, i haven't done any direct bicep exercise for, like a month or two now. i've focus on getting my bench numbers up.. i gotta say, i've upped my stats on that lift and not only that, i've somehow perfected the proper form of doing it. i can honestly say that before this year ends, notwithstanding injuries or whatnot, i'm gonna hit 250 pounds... that's my modest forecast. and that 120 pounds of dumbbells sitting around there barely used, it'll be mine... i will own that darn weight.

so God help me.

now that i've mentioned God, though there were times i doubted Him, i gotta say that when i called His name for help (aren't we like that? calling God when we're stuck on a foxhole or in difficult times?), He almost always does.



thank you, thank you good Lord above.