not the best
How do I describe this night? Let’s just say there was a lot of glaring, a little crying, and–in fairness–zero shouting. It was mostly my fault, so I offered ice cream and chocolates and they did not fail me. I thank you, sugar deities.
Like I said in my previous blog entry, there’s a lot of things I need to sort out within myself, so probably for the first time in my life I’m actually going to use the Holy Week to reflect. See, Holy Weeks for me usually mean bumming in general and DVD marathons in particular, but this time I’m determined to camp out on the front porch (translation: sit on the rocking chair there), stare out into space, and think. I’m not sure what good that will do me since I’m impulsive and spontaneous, but hey, at least I tried.
I would’ve wanted to go to the beach–to spread a blanket over the sand at night and gaze at the stars, but such things are next to impossible when you’re in the media. Hence, my dreams of week-long beach-going have been reduced to plans of after-work rocking-chair-sitting. I constantly try not to pity myself.
myuzeeshun said,
April 5, 2009 at 11:45 pm
*hug*
howz about a weekend-long of beach-going at least?
jamfired said,
April 6, 2009 at 9:24 am
That’s doable, I guess, but there’s also the problem about the measly salary. Hehe. But I will save up for summer. I will not let this summer pass without going to the beach.
tinsay said,
April 6, 2009 at 2:23 pm
or, why not bring the rocking chair to work? and THINK about the meaning of life during periods when minor things are happening?
jamfired said,
April 6, 2009 at 2:27 pm
Sure darlin’. That’d…work.
Karl said,
April 6, 2009 at 3:27 pm
Read a good book. Your ass may be on a rocking chair, but your mind isn’t.
jamfired said,
April 6, 2009 at 10:17 pm
Yeah, that’s in the plan, too
Tin said,
April 7, 2009 at 12:46 am
or THINK about how your pay’s doubling every day you sit on that sand-less, rocking-capability-less office chair.
and then you libre me burger because I promised to eat a cow to celebrate the end of your singlehood.
jamfired said,
April 7, 2009 at 9:11 am
Maganda sana yan kung may double-pay kami
Super-delayed na meet-up natin Tin. We have to trade “stories”
And you have to eat a cow. 
Tin said,
April 8, 2009 at 9:22 pm
I know many cows in Pampanga. Let’s meet there.
jamfired said,
April 9, 2009 at 6:29 pm
Okidok
penny said,
April 12, 2009 at 5:46 pm
happy easter, jam.
thinking marathon rocks. yun nalang ang isipin natin.
i was on self-exile too. haha.
jamfired said,
April 13, 2009 at 12:51 am
define “self-exile.” i’m not sure i get it. hehe.