one, two, three... to seven and back again
FOLKS, its weekend update teims:
FRIDAY was "work overtime on your rest day" day! I had to come in for work to man the Manila Art booth at the NBC Tent at the Fort. I came in at 11am, hung around the museum til 3pm, spent all of 2 hours at the art fair, and hightailed it back to the museum at the first opportunity. The art was good but sitting at a tiny table at the farthest end of the venue was so thrilling i had to whip out hime-chan, plug in her binky, and troll the intarwebs.
The rest of the evening was filled with great amounts of spazz and ghei. HP6 could be described in two words: Hormones & Slashtastic. The spazzing happened when i lost my movie ticket, which was in my hand while i was standing in line. I still have no idea what happened. Mind blank.
SATURDAY was supposed to be a horror movie fest. Ended up with most of the time spent playing with a shitzu-poodle mix named Zachy (as in Zac Efron) alternating with staring into space, trolling the interwebs, and stuffing my face. At least one movie was watched - Mulberry Street - a low budget horror flick where people get infected by a disease that turns them into rabid large flesh starved rats. It wasn't a bad film.
SUNDAY was work day. Evening was spent on rockband and anime with Chunky at Kenneth's.
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Preliminary interview sched is still unavailable. Dammit! I want this over with.
FRIDAY was "work overtime on your rest day" day! I had to come in for work to man the Manila Art booth at the NBC Tent at the Fort. I came in at 11am, hung around the museum til 3pm, spent all of 2 hours at the art fair, and hightailed it back to the museum at the first opportunity. The art was good but sitting at a tiny table at the farthest end of the venue was so thrilling i had to whip out hime-chan, plug in her binky, and troll the intarwebs.
The rest of the evening was filled with great amounts of spazz and ghei. HP6 could be described in two words: Hormones & Slashtastic. The spazzing happened when i lost my movie ticket, which was in my hand while i was standing in line. I still have no idea what happened. Mind blank.
SATURDAY was supposed to be a horror movie fest. Ended up with most of the time spent playing with a shitzu-poodle mix named Zachy (as in Zac Efron) alternating with staring into space, trolling the interwebs, and stuffing my face. At least one movie was watched - Mulberry Street - a low budget horror flick where people get infected by a disease that turns them into rabid large flesh starved rats. It wasn't a bad film.
SUNDAY was work day. Evening was spent on rockband and anime with Chunky at Kenneth's.
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Preliminary interview sched is still unavailable. Dammit! I want this over with.