musings specifically intended for the day that went for naught

I am supposed to be at home today — lounging in bed, usually in my sleepwear (boyleg undies and wife beaters –why do they call it a wife beater, anyway? Playing with Momo while planning my next steps to — world domination? (hah! if I may borrow, Ms. Jessica Zafra). More like planning my escape…

Tired and beaten

Somehow, while typing this post–I managed to fall asleep sitting down, Momo on my lap while Urbandub’s “A New Tattoo” played in the background. I won’t be surprised if my mouth was hanging open and that I might even be snoring. True fact: I snore when I am dead tired. In fact earlier, at the…

Something cool happened today

…and I wish I’d finally stop smiling about it. Tell me, what can be more cooler than seeing the head moron be reduced to a pile of blubbering piece of turd? Was it the moment when he ran out of things to say or the part when he wasn’t expecting a coherent, intelligent retort to…

Little disappointments and big surprises

I have an annoying habit which I have yet to get rid off. I easily get heartbroken over silly, little things and sometimes, this is due to setting my expectations too high. When I was still dating the Hubby, I asked him not to make promises lightly or set dates just like that: the reason,…

Work, Inc: Oh, it’s just like highschool…

…or a tamer version of the local entertainment industry… I know more often than not, I rant about all the shit that I have to go through each day at my place of work. While back-reading my blog, I realized that I tend to always flip off the place where I earn my keep. Yeah…

My name is…

So, here I was trying to be a good girl and work (in spite the fact that Mr. G is on sick leave, and thus we do not have a “bantay”, hence today is inde-f@cking-pendence day in the department) when I received this email from our branch in Cebu: Hi Mel, Please see pix of…

Ch-ch-ch-changes…

It’s a season of changes these past few weeks–both on the personal, professional and even emotional levels. Sometimes, it scares me. Not knowing if its a good thing or a bad thing–to be suddenly with changes both profound and not. What the hey, the ride’s been fun and all. Friends know me–am all about the…

Too much Creative-ity can kill you

I am working with only four people. Only four but the size of our collective egos is enough to fill up the Madison Square Garden if needed. Currently, it is 2 artists and 2 writers in our team — the perfect combination for disaster I tell you. To be quite honest, one of us is…