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Thursday, June 26, 2003

If there’s nothing much interesting that I can blog about today, it’s because I arrived home at 6 am, and pretty much slept till noon.

The rest of the day was probably spent surfing mindlessly, which is why I can’t really remember anything about it. I may have forgotten to recharge my mind’s batteries as I slept.

Wednesday, May 14, 2003

The rain. It’s all the rain’s fault.

Today I spent almost the entire day lolling about in bed. I think I spent most of my time online. As usual.

Am I complaining? I’m not sure. I do know one thing though. I believe this is a glimpse of my near future. Bumming around, no routine, nothing to accomplish for the day. Fun for a while, but gets old sooner than you’d think.

The only difference between today and my future bumming days is the steady soothing sound of rain pattering on the roof.

Friday, May 2, 2003

I only worked for less than 2 hours today. Well, not counting the time I spent typing something for work.

Besides that, I don’t remember anything else memorable about today. I probably spent the rest of my extra time surfing endlessly online. I may not watch much TV, but the internet is my screen addiction.

Monday, April 7, 2003

What does it mean when a day disappears? When you can’t remember anything that happened that day, and its as if the day never even existed.

It may mean that you’re just going through the motions in life. Sticking to standard routines and drudgery, just lather, rinse and repeat.

Or it could mean that you’re just not noticing things. Like the little funny event that happened that day. A conversation with someone. A beautiful sky overhead.

Sometimes we need to open our eyes to the little things that make each day different from the last. Somehow today I failed to do that.

Tuesday, March 4, 2003

So much for Vitamin C. I took it yesterday, but I got sick anyway. Fever, hacking cough, sore throat, sluggish feeling and all that.

I’ve realized something though. When I’m sick, I want to be babied. I want someone to come in and give me my medicine, I like my meals served in my room. I like the idea of someone checking in on me every so often, to see if my fever has gone down.

Heck if I’m feeling sick, I might as well make the most of it.