It’ll be my dream. It’ll be my wish. It’ll be my fantasy. It’ll be my hope. It’ll be my love.

Amen.

I think it’s more than a year since I bought Don Quixote, that thick book by Miguel de Cervantes. I was so eager to read it I thought I might be able to finish it within a few weeks.

Here I am, barely got through the first section (or book, well it’s book within book).

Sunday started a bit late (I woke up late, that is). Finished with the leftover, not exactly full in the belly, I decided it’s time for me to get out take a walk to the city. I’d never been anywhere but at home since I moved in to this place. Stopped by at my previous address to collect some mails.

Off downtown.

Browsed around at two bookshops, comparing prices and editions.  Turned on the mp3 player to check which version of translation my audiobook is. Brought it to cashier. It’s War and Peace. The dreary, daunting (by the sheer number of pages) book by Leo Tolstoy. I kind of knew I do not have it in me to read the book, but I just thought it’d be nice if Don Quixote has some company, collecting dust on my tiny bookshelf. I was tempted to get Les Miserables (at $12 it’s a reallll bargain). Not this time, I thought. One sin a week should be enough.

It’s the day I eagerly awaited for for the entire week. Had a thousand plans for it.

Instead of carrying them out, I spent the day sleeping. The entire day! Wise ass.

Yup, I’m still blogging!

wondering what’s happened to the previous entry. I haven’t checked my blog for some time, now the last entry is missing its content.

Might have to do with vulnerabilities exploit? or simply server problem?

talking about an offer you can’t refuse…

To say no will be like to scrap Monalisa and go paint a circle. Nah, bad analogy. But who cares.

10AM. I.am.hungry.

Went home early yesterday, reached my room at around 7pm. Slept right away all the way until 730 this morning. How’s that for a rest?

Didn’t have dinner, so.. here I am. 10AM and hungry like Blondie after Tuco left him stranded in the wilderness, which is supposedly his home, though. My station is the coldest place in the factory, so, it all adds up.

It’s suddenly high-school all over again.

Well, it’s in high school the last time I participated in radio phone-in quiz. It was quite fun back then.

10 years later today, this morning I managed to get through on the morning show quiz. Didn’t win, though, but enough to get me excited for an hour or so.

** wow it’s finally raining. Last night’s weather was a killer. Too warm that even a certain aged  mother in the house slept on the floor.