Cons and Cons (continued)

Judging by our next conversation, maybe I misunderstood.

Maybe I drew conclusions too quickly.

Men are from Mars, I tell you!

Cons and Cons

I was given an enumeration of cons by you-know-who today which I answered amicably by citing compromises.

I countered by asking why we were having that discussion? What was he asking from me? What for? I have yet to receive a reply.

Normally, a person would focus on the negative areas in order to justify an adverse action. If I wanted to leave a relationship, I would focus on the cons that will nullify the pros. This exercise will convince me that my decision is the right one. Is this what he is doing? Is he telling me why he will stop seeing me? Is he telling himself why he will stop seeing me?

Of course, there is a very slim chance that he is trying to tell me he wants to elevate our relationship. Is he telling me he wants to spend more time with me instead of our usual way except he can't because of the enumerated reasons? I think this angle is remote though. If this were true, he would be telling me exactly why and proposing solutions.

Or could it simply be that he was in a nasty mood as a result of the traffic jam we had to go through? Traffic jams really drive him nuts.

Nah... I think he's pushing me away now while he still can.

Why is a simple matter so complicated?

The Corona Impeachment

I watch this on live stream everyday to see what the AOL is wearing. And also to see if he's exchanging smiles with that woman who sits near him all the time.

This impeachment exercise is a comedy. It's like Law 101. The senator
judges who are lawyers are always lecturing the prosecution on how the proceedings should, well, proceed and what they should do or should have done. It's amusing how Senator Miriam asks Congressman Tupas what this and that means and what should be done and then she gives him a barely passing grade. LOL. She's a star. The prosecution team is so ill-prepared they seem like headless chickens running around bumping into walls.

The Corona impeachment is such a waste of time, money and human resources.

As a law-abiding taxpayer I must declare with absolute conviction that the AOL is telegenic.

The Godfather I & II

The AOL is encouraging me to watch his favorite movies. I mentioned before that he has a fascination for organized crime stories so naturally, The Godfather series is a favorite.

I watched Godfather I with Kayla one night. We loved it! She asked me to get II & III.

He was pleased that we liked it. He and I watched II yesterday.

III will be sometime in the next weekends.

Once Upon A Time In America

This is a mind-numbing 3.75-hour movie. An absolutely effective way to keep me in the house to the delight of one devious man. Gawdz... I missed all the activities I had lined up for the day and devoured about 1,500 calories of munchies! I was paralyzed from neck down after watching it. It is a beautiful movie.

I don't understand why The One thinks I have to be kept in the house. It's not as if I didn't exist for decades without him beside me. He feels I will be safer if he were with me when I go out. "How nice is that?" says my angelic self who thinks it's sweet of him. "Or how silly?" says my evil self who thinks it's selfish of him. The former prevails.

This is one of his favorite movies. He has a fascination for organized crime. He's my consigliere. :)

On a Valentine's Day

Last night, the restaurants on the ground floor of our office building were full of couples and groups of friends celebrating V-Day.

The traffic on EDSA was so light that I wondered if I was the only one on my way home.

I felt sad. I felt lonely. I felt unloved.

My evil side was urging me to go paint the town red. It kept telling me to go ahead and call someone. Go on, it said, one call or one text is all it will take. But the good side of me reasoned that all the motels will be full so the hell with it.

I heeded my good side.

Why did I even feel anything simply because The One didn't bother to prepare anything on this one unimportant day of the year when a guy can get away with anything cheesy to express his whatever for the girl? After all, I do know that there is a possibility that he doesn't have whatever to express.

He did call to greet me so that should do.

Our quick breakfast at 5AM this morning should do.

A little heavy feeling in my heart on a Valentine's Day was no big deal.

Status: Unofficially Yours?!?

My co-worker told me I should make my FB status UNOFFICIALLY YOURS.

????

I prefer unofficially MINE!

Mine!

MINE!!!

MMIIINNNNEEEE!!!

All Aglow

All the friends I met up with in the past couple of weeks told me I was all aglow. My eyes are twinkling. My face is radiant. My smiles are warm. My laugh is easy. My stance is open. My aura is shining.

They all concluded I must be in love.

Hmmm... could it be? I think so.

Hmmm... will it last? I hope so.

Hmmm... will I get hurt? I don't care.

My 2012 APE (continued)

I got my blood test results this week.

All normal. Woohoo!

But I need to lose a minimum of 1.3K.

What a punishment!!!

Annoying Ring Back Tunes

Annoying!!!

Why does Smart have this stupid product? I hate it!

What's even more annoying is sometimes you unknowingly press a button and it's installed. You'd be lucky if you got something amusing like AOL's which is an evil laugh but most of the time, you'll get something unbelievably ANNOYING!

It's so embarrassing if it installs itself in your business phone!

Gawdz! Save me from nasty ring back tunes!

David's Salon on Jupiter St., Makati (continued)

My hair was repaired last Saturday by the junior stylist, Oliver, and I am satisfied.

David's Salon's office called to check on my status and get more information on the incident which I naturally gave to them. They apologized and assured me that they will call Dorie for a refresher course on customer relations.

She definitely needs it! The lady who called me asked if I will return to their salon and I told her that I will but never to be touched by Dorie again.

That's for sure.

David's Salon on Jupiter St., Makati

Is that a lousy job or what?

What's really irritating is the senior stylist, Dorie, who did this to me did not even approach me when I was at the front desk complaining about the job. I specifically said I wanted a lot of highlights. After three hours or so, I did not have enough.

Plus, I had a half streak on the left side which she said was only half because she was unable to pull the full length out of the cap. So I said she needed to repair it because it looked odd. I wanted it colored like the base but no... she said it will be like the highlights. And this is the result. The manager graciously offered to have it fixed for free and rightly so. I will be there when they open the doors tomorrow!

Another thing that adds to it is I asked her if it looked ok and she said that it looked ok. I couldn't see it well while I was there but when the sun hit it, I blew my top, big time! How can she let me walk out of there with a freaky, rainbow, rusty streak??? I would have let it pass if she didn't do that but she did so I wrote a complaint about her and you can bet your ass I will follow it up with a call.

Moral lesson: go to a better salon than David's? Not exactly, I'm quite happy with Oliver, the junior stylist.

Moral lesson: Never let Dorie touch my hair. She may be the senior stylist there but that is clearly unfortunate because she is hard of hearing and does not listen to her client.

Favorite Movies

I have none.

I love them as I watch them. I laugh my heart out when it's funny. I weep my tear ducts dry when it's drama. I clap my hands with glee when it's triumphant. I cower like a wimp who peed in her pants when it's horror. I pant like a dog when it's action. I stare with drool in my mouth when it's mystery. I sleep like a log or turn green in the face with envy when it's romance.

I feel the movie as I watch it then forget about it when it's over. When I am asked what my favorite movie is, I am at a loss. It's the one where what's-his-name is the president of the USA and his plane got hijacked and he fought the terrorists by his lonesome then they had to transfer to a cargo plane which became Air Force One and the F16s flew beside it to escort it. Or it's the one where what's-his-face played the father of so many kids and went to fight the war against the Red Coats and his son Gabriel got killed avenging the death of his new bride. Or it's Pretty Woman which I watched one million times when I was in highschool (which is why I remember the title) and wanted to become a prostitute when I grow up. Or maybe that futuristic movie where everything was underwater and Kevin Costner was evolving to be a merman.

Ah, movies... how time flies when you're watching one armed with a giant bucket of popcorn. Then you walk out and try to suck the stubborn corn bits that stick between your teeth.

Where in the world is my movie buddy, Paul??? We usually grab a couple of frozen margaritas before we watch the movie. By then, I am sloshed.

My 2012 APE

My insides are in good shape. No physical indication of deterioration despite the abuse I put my body through. The doctor did tell me that I need to have about 70% damage in order for it to be discernible.

My lungs are clear despite my smoking for 26 years.

My liver and kidneys are hale despite eating anything and drinking whatever I get my hands on.

My reproductive system is still in great shape. My mammary glands are still viable for breastfeeding. Therefore, I can go ahead and have a baby if I want to. Naturally, I don't want to.

My heart which sometimes quivers me to breathlessness is unbroken regardless of my declarations that it is broken. I must remember to request for the video of my first 2D echo so that I can post it on FB. LOL!

Now, I await the results of my blood tests. Maybe that will be a different story.

Certificate of Single Parenthood

Our HR told me that I need to have a Certificate of Single Parenthood from the Department of Social Welfare and Development (DSWD) in order to avail of the 7-day-per-year single parent leave. Gawd... I am NOT married hence I am TAXED as head of family and I HAVE a child to whom my benefits are extended yet I need further proof.

I inquired what the requirements are and the DSWD representative told me I need an ID, my child's birth certificate, my ITR and proof why I am a single parent. I asked what kind of proof. She gave me examples like death of husband, affidavit of abandonment or Certificate of Non-Marriage. Naturally, I asked if I can execute an affidavit that I ejected the father from my life. Immaterial! Irrelevant! Therefore, impertinent! I need to get the Certificate of Non-Marriage, of course. Afterwards, a DSWD representative will visit my house to investigate how we live and then they will either give me a single parent ID or not.

Why is it that single mothers are viewed as victims? Is it uncommon for a woman to have a child because she wanted one? Need it be a failure in getting a permanent commitment from the man? Need it be a "nasty" deed by the man like abandonment or desertion? Why can it seem unlikely that it is the woman's call to be a single mom? Is this a dysfunctional situation?

In fairness to Kayla's biological father, he was a good guy. Sweet and soft-spoken who even offered to marry me which I declined because I honestly was not sure who the father of my baby was. Anyway, he was too cloying for me. And when he kept showing up just when I was about to head for my weekend mahjongg sessions, I had to tell him that he was not obligated to play a role in both our lives. Maybe I acted selfishly and unfairly by depriving him and Kayla the privilege of knowing each other but that was how I was back then (possibly until now).

I'll probably not qualify for this program because it has restrictions on salaries and way of life which is another injustice to me! DSWD explained that the program is for the poor. Why can I not have 7 days of vacation leave a year simply because I am not within the salary bracket that is classified as poor. I AM POOR! I have no life!

I protest!!!

Oh well, the program is only for children who are under 18 so it is not going to be useful to me for long. Besides, I am already discombobulated as to how I can use the use-or-lose 51.24 leave days this year.

Nonetheless, I protest!!!