:: Tears of the Moon ::

:: Thursday, October 31, 2002 ::

Legolas, Friday's, and my birthday

At at Friday's after my shift, the morning of the 30th. The crew were all in costume, and there was this one guy wearing the Legolas costume! Oh wow! Lol, as usual, I texted May, Meg, Jem and Teena about it. Hot damn, a Legolas at Friday's!!! The guy had dyed blonde hair (really yellow like Leggy's), he was tall, lanky, sort of fair skinned, and had an angular face. I wasnt struck with the *guy*, but with the person he represented. What was incredible was that he was wearing a vest thing with almost the exact same shade of green that Legolas wore.. I think it was an untagged army fatigue (plain green) that he got from ROTC, and then he wore a long sleeved sort of frilly shirt underneath, so he had a white undershirt thing. He even had a quiver of arrows! Eeek!

The thing with Friday's is that if you tell the crew, they greet and sing a happy birthday for you. So, my feckless coworkers, unbeknownst to me, gave one of the crew people a hint while I was at the restroom. Ack. Legolas, Son Goku, Lupin III (yet ANOTHER Orli lookalike-- the Orli hat-vest-thin mustache look) and I some guy with henna chinese characters on his face, bow and arrow and cape thing sang a happy birthday and gave me a chocolate mousse with whipped cream and a lighted candle on top.

JR took a picture with his Nokia 7610. Good thing he got one picture, because as soon as he snapped it, his battery went dead. He uploaded the picture on our yahoo groups picture archive. I posted a copy on the Filipino Embassy. The picture's a bit enlarged, and its a bit dark, but believe me, the yellow haired guy in the background was the Legolas. I had Legolas sing me a happy birthday. Lol.

May and the others were texting me, telling me I was sounding crazy. Hehe. At least I have one picture to commemorate it with.

Subic

Its 12.25am right now. In a little while, I'll be packing my bag for an overnight stay at Subic. Some management team building thing organized at the last minute. I dont think we even have a clue *where* to stay, just as long as we get to the beach. Im bringing about 3 or 4 sarongs and malongs, my swimsuit, a change of clothing, etc. I hope I dont get to *need* to wear my swimsuit. Granted, its a very good one, but its a bit on the daring side ;)

Idiot at work
Ang tanga tanga talaga ni Darwin. He's one of my coworkers.

Talk about sex, and he's as sharp as a whip. Talk about work, work ethic, hell, anything else, and he looks at you blankly. He's gay, but he stubbornly insists that he's bi. Who the hell are you kidding? Its like Jack trying to say that he has a taste for women. Ick. Darwin's so gay that he just ought to really admit it, instead of being in denial about it. He's not bi at all. He's gay. That's what's worse about deciding your sexuality, isnt it? When youre stubbornly denying what you are?

All that he talks about is sex. Sex with guys. Guys having sex. Whatever. Its disgusting how fixated he is. And its not even solicited information, as if we ask him or anything. Just that, if there's any remote connection at all, he butts in.

And he's such a goddamn busybody. I swear, he wants to be 'in' on everything. And he's trying too hard. He just ought to shut up. The way he goes about looking like he's 'in' on everything makes us avoid him even more.

He's in serious hot water with JR, besides. Because he's mis-tagged 16 files, and its caused JR's ass to fry with the Operations head. And he (Darwin) doesnt even seem to be alarmed or scared that he's done it. He even talked to me about it, and he was implying that he totally didnt have a blasted clue how it happened. You know how it happened? Because he's so goddamn sleepy all the time! And he insists that he isnt. WHATever. Darwin is JR's nightmare agent. And Im starting to have an idea how big of a headache he is.

My cubicle is right beside Darwin's (boy am I just glad we have walls in between). I was standing over Levee's cubicle (on Darwin's other side), waiting to verify her sale. So, I also had a view of Darwin's PC. He received a call, and then muttered "Hmph. Answering machine". So, he disconnected the call, and took down the pull down menu to click on 'Answering Machine'. Then, he dispositioned the call to Submit. Because he wasnt paying attention, or maybe he was sleepy, or too quick, or idiotic, or all of that, what got highlighted was "Busy". I hissed at him "You dispositioned the call Wrong!!!". He looked at me, surprised, then shrugged and said, "Oh well. Slip."

Oh. My. God.

That kind of nonchalance is what gets the supervisor's ass on the line, and Darwin just shrugs it off as a 'slip'!!!

When it comes to work, and his numerous slipups, everytime he's reprimanded, it doesnt seem to sink in. If that happened to me, Id be jolted awake as if I got struck by lightning. And Id be spilling over with apologies. Instead, idiot Darwin still looked fucking sleepy. But talk about sex, his ex boyfriends (for a bi, he talks awfully too much about guys and guy-to-guy sex and NOTHING about girls. WHATever), his textmates, his sex life, he's wide awake, alert and excited. He shouldnt be working legit. He should be pimping himself for money. That way, he'd be working and doing what he likes best.

I swear, his mind is on default SEX mode. Truly. There are times when he makes jokes that you dont understand, until you put it in homosexual sex context.

Swear to God. If I were supervisor, Id have fried him long ago. Would a public dressing down make him realize the point? Coz it seems like talking to him in private about it doesnt get the message through his thick skull. If he were publicly addressed about his stupidity, would that get through?

Ugh.

:: D said @ 8:46 AM [+] ::
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My birthday. October 29.

Yes. May I never have a birthday like this ever again. Where my family forgot their scruples and really didnt mind that it was my birthday. I mean, yesterday, I went and had dinner with May and Meg. They both bloody took time out to see *me*. With Meg and her headache, and May's early flight to Butuan. While my idiot sister took time out to see others in that Acoustic Male concert thing.

Sure, I said it was okay (want me to throw a tantrum?), because we wouldnt have seen each other with our work schedules and all that. But no. She went to that idiot thing. Not to mention that all hell broke loose when (1) she doesnt have a phone (its still in the repair), (2) she doesnt have a watch, and (3) she doesnt have a ride home except for dad. Which means, we pick her up, on my way to work,

Now, dad gets really annoyed by this. Because he's the kind of guy who wants to be on the dot when it comes to intercepts and dropoff points. And my clueless sister was wishy-washy on where she wanted to be picked up. And she doesnt have her cell with her, which makes it an incredibly more difficult situation. So, now, during dinner, my mom and dad were steaming, talking about her gallivanting.

Bryan came home last night after 4 days of boy scout camping. He had fun, and was telling us all about it. Fine, I was about to ignore the fact that I was having bday dinner with my sister absent. Whatever. And Chi calls home to ask "Where do you want to pick me up?". Imagine my parents blowing their tops off WHILE they were on the phone and WHILE Bry and I were eating. Think Id have an appetite then?

:: D said @ 7:55 AM [+] ::
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Your Mood: You feel quite determined at the moment or as others might say stubborn! You feel resolute and want things done your way. You want to exert your will and are prepared to put in the necessary energy.You are not at your bravest now and want to retreat. Perhaps you feel hurt or let down by others and wish to retreat from a stressful situation. You may be feeling especially tired and in need of rest at the moment. . . .


Your Present Situation: You really need to take time out at the moment, your life is proving tiring and you seem to need to be on the lookout at all times. There is a real danger of wasting your energy, seek out someone who can help you to calm down and relax. You could do worse than take a romantic weekend break to help you revitalize yourself.Your current situation is causing you a great deal of angst. Somehow you have become over-involved in something that is leading to feelings of stress and doubt. You are at risk of feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. . . .


Your Conflicts: You have no conflicts at the present time . . .


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:: D said @ 4:55 PM [+] ::
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Went to watch Mr Deeds with Chi, JR and Darwin right after work. We waited till the 1pm showing, coz we missed the 11.30am one. Stayed at Figaro while waiting for Chi to arrive. Im glad Chi and JR got along well. They both have a great sense of humor. Earlier today at work JR told me to tell Chi that he enjoyed her company. Im so proud. I love showing my sister off, coz she's such a cool kid.

Chi was able to see Darwin, finally. After all my ranting and raving about him, she was able to see for herself how awfully pretentious he was. I cant believe he doesnt wear underwear. Ick. And he was wearing *jeans*. Ick. Ick. Ick.

Watched Mr Deeds. Poor JR was having slight fever, and I handed him my blazer top for cover. I still cant believe my supervisor's about my age, only a couple months younger. But well, such is life. I think he's bi.. he certainly has a profile in one site saying he was looking for a man.. It doesnt matter. Its just a unique experience to meet one. But I think he's more gay than hetero. Lol my office has a full deck of genders. It makes for colorful discussions and interesting jokes. Haha.

Some of them are more lewd and off color than funny, but I think they understand that I dont subscribe to that. Otherwise we're all okay :)

Got to catch up on the latest news with Chi on the jeepney ride home. Gosh I missed that bitch :) We may have hissy fits often, but we're really really good friends too. I think the Klite people plan to have a bowling tournament gimmick on the 31st, and they were all asking Chi if I'd go. I told Chi I couldnt because its not a national US holiday. She told me everyone wanted me to go. Hehe.

The thing about meeting the folks at Klite is that Im afraid they might have some preconceived notion of who I am, because of the way I talk, the way I give opinions. I mean, one of them thought I was in my midtwenties. Im only 21 (well, turning 22). I think I showed my brain way too much and too often on the chat that the people there might be thinking Im some sort of freak genius or something. Which is why Im actually hesitant to meet them, even if my schedule is free.

Goodness, its so tiring to go out after work. I was never really the type who went out anyway, and now that I *can*, I can say that it's pretty tiring. Id much rather head home and sleep it off. I mean, its okay for once in a while, but not for everyday. Last week we had brunch twice at Country Waffles, and Wednesday and Thursday morning at Super Bowl. Great food, and JR paid for all of it, but my body paid for the lack of sleep. And my commute home was an hour and a half long. Know what I mean?

Anyway, I gotta think up something for Tuesday/Monday. Maybe get Chi to make Peach Float for the folks at work on my birthday? Then I meet up with MEg and May for dinner Monday night. I just hope that my 8-5 schedule doesnt kick in next week so Id have more time with them instead, for dinner.

:: D said @ 4:52 PM [+] ::
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Got promoted! Better hours! More responsibilities! Better pay, but that's not really my major high. I get to work better hours, and have admin responsibilities. Alright!

:: D said @ 3:35 PM [+] ::
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Went to the parish to sing for mass. Got good reviews. And to think we seriously thought we were going to bomb. *is relieved* Looks like Tito Hector's four-voices thing worked, eh? My brother and sis were downstairs (we were at the choirloft) and they said that we really sounded like a choir, complete with voices and everything. Yikes, to think that there were moments I was the *only* alto singing sometimes. I had a problem with one note at the alleluia, but we got that fixed an hour before showtime ;)

:: D said @ 3:50 PM [+] ::
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Thanks for the concern guys. I really really appreciate it.

I *have* been getting some sleep, dont worry. Thing is, I get home past 10am already. Imagine going home at 10pm in the evening.

I was bumped up as verifier today, along with another coworker. Which means, on the phone, I tell the customer that Im the 'supervisor'. Hehe.

:: D said @ 10:30 AM [+] ::
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Wont have sleep tonight, except for maybe a smidgen of it. Oh my Bloom. *sniff*

Does blinking constitute as sleep?

:: D said @ 8:44 PM [+] ::
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Will sleep, as soon as I get home.

As for now, Im on 12 hours straight today, which roughly equates to 15 hours, with the commute time

:: D said @ 11:43 AM [+] ::
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Kitt, this is your not-mommy speaking...why do you let them make you go without sleep?? No sleep makes Kitt a not-happy girl. Be good to yourself. Sleep fast :)

:: Etoiline said @ 10:20 PM [+] ::
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Im down with the 17hour workday.

Im so damn sleepy.

We'll have a 12-hour one later tonight.

So Ill sleep like a log today.

*blinks*

:: D said @ 5:09 PM [+] ::
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Got home at 1.30am. Told Chi to wake me up when she's done.

She woke me up at 3am. Got up to go online. Stayed on till seven. Dressed up for mass. Fiesta at the chapel.

After mass, Neil pulled me aside and asked me if I was doing anything that afternoon.

Neil: Kitt, are you doing anything later this afternoon?
Me: Nope. We have a party, right? (the subdivision party, in honor of St Francis' feastday)
Neil: Yeah. There's an emcee..
Me: Yeah-? (I still wasnt getting it)
Neil: You're it. (Ikaw yun)
Me: WHAAAATTT???! (I thought I was going to do it alone)
Neil: No, no. (laughing) Youre going to do it with me and Chette.
Me: And you tell me this NOW??
Chette: Yes.

I had to run out to the mall and buy giftwrap for some party prizes that my mom was going to donate to the party. So I got a generic red wrapper thing (6 sheets in one roll), and yellow raffia to complement it. Just plain red sucks. Even if it IS red.

Had to go out to the drying area to get my nice black stretch pants and that turquoise blouse I bought in Mega. (Makes mental note to buy blouses in jewel tones)

So, I think I looked pretty presentable. The party was held in the covered court at the school in our subdivision (owned by one of our neighbors). Lots of new people and faces.

Lots of food! Lechon! Well hell, I think most of *what* I ate was lechon, and rice. And achara.. It was a hearty lunch. ;)

Good thing Chette and Neil started it off. After the first hour, Chette had to fix some stuff, and I was it.

Ive never *ever* stood up at length in front of a crowd before. I mean, these people mean well. I knew them all, but still, I was a mass of nerves. What if my voice squeaks and doesnt carry well over the mike? What if I made an idiot of myself? Urgh.

Took it slowly.. Introduced a couple of little girls who wanted to sing songs (pretty good). Held the mics up for them. Since she was five, I had to crouch down, Orli-like (ala SAG with Dakota Fanning), to hold the mic to her mouth. Coz the kid didnt know how to handle it. :D. Ow. My arm hurt a bit. The little girl, Sam, also sometimes didnt know the lyrics, so I murmured along with her (ignoring my slightly aching back and arm). Introduced the Ladies version of Trip to Jerusalem (Mommys fighting over seats). Hit the pot.. and a couple other song and dance numbers.

I think I did okay. Well, at least I survived without having a tomato thrown at me. Neil was okay as a 'co-host'.

Didnt hear anything negative, though. Some said that we made a pretty good team, etc etc.

Im just glad for the experience. I hope that I didnt make any stupid comments or didnt look too much like I was microphone-hogging. But it was a good experience. Tiring.

TODAY IS THE SAINTHOOD OF JOSEMARIA ESCRIVA!

:: D said @ 6:22 AM [+] ::
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Faugh (new expression I got from Jen)

Went to this comedy place with coworkers. Parents were miffed I had to go out again. Mom on the verge of throwing a tantrum. Which is kinda sweet, really, seeing as she told me she wants me home once in a while, even just to see me asleep. Believe me, I wouldnt have gone if I believed it wasnt important. In this case, I *had* to go, because they were really poking at me to go. As a group, etc etc. You know how it is. You go mostly because it's *expected* rather than because you want to. I really wouldve passed if it wasnt that important.

Besides, I really wasnt into where they wanted to go. A comedy place, but not real stand up comedy. The hosts are gay, and they make fun of people in the place. All in good fun, but really not my thing to pick on people. :D And lots of lewd, off color remarks. Sheesh. Its either I havent gone out as much as Im supposed to (being 21 years old), or Im a prude. Im just not numb to prurient jokes, I guess.

Generally fun. But in the end, I called dad up from where I was and told him to pick me up at one. Instead of letting the night drag on until everyone decides to come home. Everyone thinks that my parents set the curfew for me, and that they'd (parents) come for me strictly at one. Which is true, but I ended up confirming with my parents anyway, lol.

Hehe, it doesnt help their (my coworkers) cause any when my parents pulled up the curb. My mom's first comment as soon as we pulled away was, "Lots of call girls in this place", meaning the street. Lol! The comedy club was in (or near? Im not entirely sure) the red light district, I believe. And Dad commented that the comedy club place was smack across a motel.

:: D said @ 12:49 PM [+] ::
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Strange Office Bedfellows

Heard knocks and scratches coming from nowhere. Pretty benign all in all. Nothing in the league of the last obviously scary ones we've encountered thus far. I mean, none of the obvious flying telephone and wispy white ladies. This time it's discreet knocks in the wall and wall scratching.

We're all a bit used to it by now, although most of us are still spooked about feeling some *thing* we can't see. Im unsettled. But I like to think Im one of the more 'middle-skeptic' ones. On the extreme 'Im scared shitless' side is JR and Marj, and the 'Laughing Skeptic' would be Wesley. Summer sees those spirits, so he's in it by default. Its still startling to notice his eyes shift someplace empty like he's seeing something that we dont see (he does).

We were told to memorize the AT&T script by now so I made a diagram of the call flow. Only to discover the rest of them didnt *do* their homework. I mean, they didnt do it at home *rolleyes*. No wonder JR blows his top almost everytime we have a role play. And it doesnt help that he starts off with the 'hard' cases and leaves me last. So, we hear the beratement and (painful) corrections at the very beginning of the roleplay. By the time the roleplay is on me, Id be a mass of bleeding nerves.

But JR also handed a new script for Marj, Summer and me. Its for an account that the company's bidding for; an online casino website thing. The client wants to 'hear' the agents talk. Thing is, we only *realized* that we were actually making the *live* conference call in two hours, thirty minutes before the call was about to happen. Summer, Marj and I were the three ones the company used as 'test agents' for another account they were bidding for. So, JR had us practice *that*, and told the other three to start memorizing the AT&T one.

By the end of it, we were all pretty tired and exhausted. And hoarse from practicing. The feedback from client was that they didnt have a problem with the accent, but they think we talk too fast. That's alright, I think, personally. Because we'd be in a whole lot of hot water if they had problems *understanding* how we spoke than our speed of delivery, right?

:: D said @ 6:56 PM [+] ::
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Oh, and Ive changed cellphone numbers. Ill PM you about it.

:: D said @ 4:55 PM [+] ::
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No ghosts

No ghosts today. We figured that the ghosts and spirits exhausted themselves out yesterday with their show of force. Summer said that he hardly saw any scary ones, just the 'regulars' walking in and out, not being scary.

Bryan's Birthday

Bryan's birthday today. October 1.. which is yesterday for me. Bry my fourteen year old brother. Eek! Is he really 14 now? I can still clearly remember carrying him and babying him. *sniff* Now the baby's a teenaged kid. Since it was my payday, as soon as we were off, I planned to go to the bank to get some money to buy him stuff. We were dismissed at 6am, so I stayed at Starbucks till 8 because the banks were going to open at 9. Im just really glad that I always have a book with me. I ordered a hot chocolate and the words blurred in front of me as I struggled to stay awake. I decided to buy myself something heavier: mocha frap.

Now I dont really drink coffee unless its absolutely necessary. Id rather have my system *not* used to caffeine so that when it *does* encounter caffeine, the rush would still kick in. But even then, the only strongest thing I can tolerate (taste-wise) is a mocha. Reading was proving useless (even a book as intriguing as All the President's Men couldnt help me), and the aircon at Starbucks was killing me (at the office we felt like we were in a freezer the whole time). So I went to Meg's office.

Gosh, I really hope her officemates and bosses (yes, Megster has multiple superiors. I dont know how she can handle it) don't think that my presence there is counterproductive to Meg. Gak. I dont try to get in her way. If Meg has to do something, I get out of her way.

ANYway, I went and hung out at Meg's while she was in the business of doing her job. Talked a bit about her love life. Talked a bit about analyzing the nonexistence of mine. (I can see eyes rolling). Left her in peace by 9am, and I headed to the bank.

I had two hours to buy something for the boy. I was already thinking of maybe a dress shirt and a book. But when I checked out the stores, I didnt like their selection. But I bought the Tom Clancy book Bry wouldve liked (he's starting to get hooked in a book series other than Harry Potter. We might have another bookworm in my little brother yet). Then I thought of buying him a watch. After walking from one end of the mall to the other, and moving up and down floors, I finally decided to buy him something simple. I wanted something metal, but it was waay over my budget (because ako ang taya for this one. Chi's broke, so its my turn). Besides, it would be too flashy, and thus, klepto-able. Some jerk in his school might steal it, coz Bry is sometimes too innocent for his own good. And the salesladies were very helpful in narrowing down my choices for me. I got him a simple black flat watch, round face and simple, clear cut numbers. Appropriate for a guy like him, I think. Coz at this age, he really ought to be able to budget and feel the importance of being late, early, finishing on time, etc.

Dad and Mom got him a stereo component, with the stipulation that the stereo is half mine. :D Coz Im at the *other* end of October. Sweet kid, he refused to open the box until October 15, which he said was the middle date between his birthday and mine. Aawww. Sometimes I cant help but want to squeeze his cheeks for being so sweet. Only until mom and I told him it was alright did he assemble the thing.

Went home and arrived by 12pm. I havent slept at all since 7am the previous evening (I came from work, remember?), by this time. Went online for a bit, and then rushed back out to get my new cellphone subscription. I got it by two, and arrived home by around 3.30. Talked to May about my nonexistent lovelife till 4.30. *Then* I slept, only to be awakened at 6.30, because the troops had arrived.

Mom made spaghetti, and maja, and pork chops and lengua with mushroom and cream of mushroom sauce. (We forgot the cake, but I dont think it was such a big deal. Maybe we'll have one tonight). I hated that I had to go to work and leave by 7, but what can I do? Mom packed a couple of the birthday stuff for me, to share with my coworkers.

The spag and the maja were a big hit, and Summer took home what was left of the spaghetti. And Levi took home what was left of the maja. Im sure Mom would have loved the idea. They kept on raving about the spaghetti. My mom's Secret Weapon.

So, I left work yet again at 6.48am. Will get my much needed sleep in a bit.

:: D said @ 6:23 PM [+] ::
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