Thursday, August 28, 2008

Satellite Feed

Laugh. Scorn. Scoff.

Just a few of what I did upon catching a glimpse of this bite-sized photo. More of like a photo-op actually. It entirely elicited waves of emotions from me, enumerating the aforementioned. Of course, I wouldn't be brandishing all of these had I known this one isn't very much familiar, but it certainly is!

Once there was a web. And this picture combines two of the most-sought after spiders once entangled in that habitat. Hahaha! I really am in the mood to post images but unfortunately, doing so would ressurect the dead from the sarcophagus. So, I shan't post this tiny-winy flick.

But it is certainly funny. Guess now, and do it here! But for the meantime, it's for me to know and everyone to find out.

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Near-Catatonia




No. Catatonia is not any other place on earth. And, it is nowhere near Carthaginia, please.

But if I almost came close to the State of Catatonia, this could be it. And word of caution for me: I visit the place, passport-less, 9 hours, 5 days a week, excluding non-office interactions! Gesundheit!

...And this is the start of my "medical profession". Just got really better. :)

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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Oratia Imperata per se

Punctuality. I was never a part of this one.

Cliche. Perhaps long ago, I was fast asleep when the virtue of punctuality befell mankind. Fortunately, there was this crack on the roof, and I was spared a few miniscule droplets. From thereon, I had little knowledge of what punctuality was like, but then so, never really practiced that much.

During frequent meets, I was always the "most late". At least, I didn't let my old job affect my attendance and punctuality. What I lacked for punctuality, I more than made up for attendance. And performance. Nice. Even in school, that would speak for me, but then again, punctuality slowly crept its way up to the hierarchy, being ONE of the standards. Crap.

Whenever my friends and I schedule a stroll, it was imperative on the occasion that I "arrive" an hour and a half before the "scheduled" meet. Quote and quote. I don't know how bad I am afflicted with the cancer but I usually, no, always(?) arrive one and a half hour AFTER the deadline. How funny. But that's what friends are for. You abuse them with all your might. Who else in the world could you abuse than them?

And with that, I was branded as "tardy". It was supposed to mean "late late". Duper duper is already 80's mind you.

But lately, with the recent introduction of excitement and new-found passion, I may have discovered the indomitable ingredients of finally vanquishing this illness. Tell you what, I haven't been late ever since in my recent stint! I guess I wouldn't have to see myself as a septuagenarian before I do the unthinkable. Or I wouldn't have to surrender myself to an Oratio Imperata! Haha!

....And my new motto? Being on time, is certainly being LATE.

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