since i am too lazy and unwilling to trek the north expressway to acquire a copy of Lost in Translation, i figured out one of our local video stores that rent out pirated dvd’s might have a copy. matter of fact, they do, but it was OUT. dammit. had it reserved, anyway.
currently reading H.P. Lovecraft‘s The Cult of Cthulhu.
headache-spree for me for the past two days. two biogesics will be effective… after 2 hours. hence, no work. blogging away because i just cant sleep.
bought an Epson C43UX printer, with ‘home-quality’ imaging. my dad has been pestering me to get one, since he wants to edit his CV. this will do. i paid for it, you know.
i’ve already been patient for two years at work. two years of utter dissatisfaction.
the guys here have been discussing about multinationals and traditional companies, even government agencies. benefits vs. salary. a sack of rice monthly. pension.
yes, i am considering editing work (again), but my confidence level isnt for a pro. i guess i can be trained, but what will you do if your editor isnt even a regular book-reader? :/
bollocks, living is.
fuelled by 2 hours of sleep, became the willing patient of two 3, 5 year-old girl-doctors, and a happy owner of an athlon cpu. that’s me, but id rather cap today either slumped in my bed or watching xp get installed on my pc; definitely not at work.