the flip side of an intellectually stimulating week as a budding creative genius seems to be an exhausting week as a well-pummeled, tossed-about sack of flour. sooooo much legwork, when all i really want to do is my job.
it's friday, i'm about to keel over, and one of my neighbors has been blasting really bad trance music from his cubie since 9 am. i mean, i can take skul bukol, i can take manila sound, hell i even enjoy early madonna. just not this boom-boom-dugsh-dugsh crap. or at least not at nine in the morning.
thankfully, i got wind of more roundabout raves from my boss last night. perfect timing, as i was operating on autopilot and quelling a rising temper. "the technicolor dream team" has a really nice ring to it. someone should bottle it up and sell it to creative people in serious need of stress relief. every little bit helps.
lalo na sa mga oo ng oo sa bagong raket. tsk, tsk.
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