Work to live…Not LIVE to WORK.

First, some friendly neighborhood reminders from the quintessential "salary man" You might have noticed my absence or the lack of crazy posts, well this is because I am right in the middle of a very crazy month due to the sheer amount of work that I do. I go to work at around 9AM and …

La-la-la-la-laaaaah….

I am raring to go out tonight--with the possibility of seeing my kick-ass, mean friends from two jobs back. Did I mention already that I am friendless here? Oh, well I have my (cool) boss and the equally (cool yet acerbic) Media Relations boss -- they've been my only source of comfort and peace in …

So, where did you get your diploma?

I grew up thinking that the world--in spite its frailties-- is a pretty fair place. You study well, graduate with distinction, get a job and do well. This is how you establish yourself. The fact that you didn't graduate in one of the premium universities is almost irrelevant. Well, that's what I thought. And I …

Ja Mata, ne?

Yesterday was officially my last day at my old company. Come Monday, I will be going back to work, but with a different company and meeting and adjusting again with new people. I don't know why I keep doing this to myself--I spend years nurturing relationships and then things happen and I am forced to …

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 …

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