02
Jul
07

harddisk introspection.

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I’ve been netless for 10 days. 10 days is long enough to get a lot of introspection. (bah.) I tried reading A Long Way Down, but the first few chapters dealt with getting on a rooftop and contemplating suicide. (I did finish part 1) So yeah, I put that down for a while, as I might jump off the veranda.

It’s moments like these when you wonder how the makers of spyware, distributors of viruses and hackers are given the privilege, and not you. It’s not like you have to create a justified reason for being online, but seriously, abuse is abuse. This isn’t about bashing the new kids, of course, it’s just that, you pay the bills, you’re tired when you get home, and boom(!), you’re deprived of that service. Kind of like an abusive relationship, you give and give, and you get nothing.

In starting a meaningful relationship, (or a DSL connection) we tend to do a little Cost/Benefit Analysis on whether it’ll be mutually beneficial for both parties. (As far as I know.) I mean, nobody likes being ripped off, right? And when things start going sour, you decide on whether losing that connection, as it’s becoming less of a win-win situation, and makes you think about sinking ships. Then I start to think that the last few sentences aren’t about losing DSL … or are they?

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Green Cab Pizza.

Has anyone heard of this place yet? Wow. Apparently they have tons of stores all around the country. Plus, the pizza pictures look tasty. Yum! http://greencabpizza.biz/

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For some top secret project, I had to research sites about Men/Women. Then I learned a new term, “Chicken Skin Underarm.” The Truth! No matter what! Hahaha!

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Just the other day, watching the modem’s “Link” light continually blink, I was humming the Bucky O’Hare song. That cartoon was awesome.

Trivia: Larry Hama, the original author of Bucky O’Hare also created Snake Eyes/Storm Shadow. Whee!

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With all the Transformers talk, I remembered another set of transforming robots from my childhood. Does anyone remember the Colgate robots?

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As a joke, when asked what my profession is, I always say “tubero,” to poke fun at those tubero signs scattered all around the metro. Now, my new friend Len asked, “How come in the US, it’s okay for housewives to sleep with Tuberos, Karpinteros and Hardineros, pero here nobody does that?”
She then concluded that all that belonged to those professions here in the Philippines are “manongs,” which is a vague generalization. My theory is that there’s no absolute privacy in the Philippines, and committing such an act will lead you to star in the latest chismis in your neighborhood.

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Finally got to see The Transformers movie. As a side note, since when did having a good time at the movies need social consensus? The couple beside me moved a seat away — and within earshot, the girl goes, “I’d love to sit there — if it weren’t so noisy!” Da fuck? So what if wanton destruction makes me giggle? Guess who was laughing the hardest when the “Baby Come Back” part went on. Also, idiots still turn on their phones inside cinemas. And this just goes to show that we are living under a participant culture of sorts … I’m not even sure if these kids got to watch the cartoons as kids.

P.S. I gave her the finger. And I started clapping during the end credits. People followed.)

P.P.S. Naiyak ako.

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