my very short weekend

I'm in the office and it's really really early. I'm early because I just came back from CDO. It was my sister's birthday and so, I decided to spend my weekend there. The ferry arrived at around five-thirty, and I went straight here - in the office. Yep - straight. That means no shower and teeth not brushed. What can I say? I am a caveman.

You know what, the trip gave me an epiphany. A ferry boat is a vehicle made in hell. When the world will end, the four horsemen of the apocalypse won't be riding on horses. No! They'd each be on a ferry. All four of them will be docking here in Cebu, on pier 4, near SM city.

old and grumpy

I'm twenty-six years old. That's a two and a six. I beleive two means that I'm old and six means that I'm grumpy. This is true. Lately, I've had a couple of experiences that would prove my twenty-six-ness. One of those just happened earlier this evening. I was in the elevator with two of my co-workers and three others who were probably working at the another office space on the same floor as ours. Anyway, as I got into the elevator, this guy - one of the "three others" - blatantly asked why our company was named as it is named. (Okay, before I go on, I'd have to say that our company's name is quite, shall we say, Mtv-ish. It's basically an easy target for jokes, even for mentally challenged people). If this incident happened before I became old-and-grumpy, I'd probably say something witty back at him. However, since I'm 2[old]6[grumpy], I simply gave him a solid-baldy-old-guy stare and said nothing. It's a good thing one of my co-workers jokingly said that we made/sold soap. Everyone in the elevator laughed except for... guess who? Yeah, that's right. Everyone except grumpy-old-me.

early morning WTF?

Anyone who had had the experience of writing software for a company would be quite familiar with the word DEADLINE. And anyone who wants to write good software would probably cringe everytime that word is uttered. Unfortunately, the industry is all about making money - by selling stuff that don't necessarily work. Hell, I've even seen stuff that were sold that weren't even made yet. Moreover, even if these things don't work, there are still idiots who are more than willing to buy them.

So, programmers have deadlines. Products are soold. Idiots buy them. And, this cycle will continue for all eternity...

What-The-Fuck?

risen from the muddy banks of my cubicle

How long has it been? Three? Four months? I don't know. I haven't really kept track of things lately.

I've been spending most of my time at work. I kind of feel like I'm actually living there already. I guess it's safe to say that, "Home is where all the caffiene is stashed". Ha-Ha-and-Ha. You know what? I think that my "over-staying" at the office can be attributed to the following:

1. My computer at home borked.
2. The office has free coffee.
3. The office has an uber fast internet connection.
4. The office has air-conditioning.
5. I'm broke - I have no idea where all my moolah went these passed few months.
6. I'm working on really interesting stuff (Yes, this sounds overly pretentious... I know).
7. I get to watch movies during my freetime. They're all pirated, of course.
8. My room is disgusting and I hate staying there.
9. My toilet stinks. The office toilet smells so much better.
10. I have no life.

Well, that's about it. I really really hope I could post more often. And wait, I've just checked the dates on my blog, it's been roughly six months since my last post. Tsk tsk tsk.