today, every plant has decided to pollinate in vancouver. i know they do this to spite me because i've been allergy free the past few weeks. i'm debating about turning vegetarian (again) just to spite them back.

i ran out of coffee on the weekend. i woke up saturday morning and tried to make a cup of coffee but was disappointed to see an empty jar on the kitchen counter. i let it go and went without coffee over the weekend.

this morning after my mindless routine, i was shocked (again) because there was no coffee. i became anxious and jittery as if i was going through withdrawals. the past few weeks, i've been having coffee every morning. its become part of the routine. i don't think my brain even kicks into gear without coffee. i rushed out of the house to get into work to buy a cup of coffee. being a coffee addict is hard.

i'm quite surprised i was able to accomplish this over the weekend. i mean, it does take brain power to fix code right?

just a question to all those married people out there. how do you handle your finances? i'm curious. i've heard many different stories and i've seen many different situations. i think that because i'm an only child and living by myself, i want to have a tight grip on my own finances.

i've always thought that once people get married their finances somehow merges. the more capable of the two then handles the finances for both. obviously, there are many advantages and disadvantages to this like any other situation. i've even seen an allowance scheme. what do you do about freedom? what do you do about privacy? what would you do if the other person has a lot of debt previously?

it's a thin and sensitive line to tread, i think.

i saw a movie with benjie last night. it was a great movie called better luck tomorrow. apparently the film has received great reviews. i couldn't seem to turn away since the main character's love interest somewhat reminded me of bertie.

it hit a little bit close to home for me. i could relate to the main character and the conflicts that happen to him. granted that i never killed a guy or sold electronics on the side. i still related. being pegged as an overachiever and making decisions that send myself spiralling down to an almost uncontrollable dive for the worst. anyone that stole the master key to a portable, got accused of burning it down and suspended for a week had this happen to them, should go and see this movie.

i've been working on a few projects. i'm not on hiatus. trust me, i'm not. when you're thoughts are constantly: "oh my god, i haven't blogged in 4 days." i don't think that classifies as hiatus. just busy. i'll be getting in the blogging zone once my plate clears up a bit more. i really just wanted to use blogging and zone in the same sentence.

i couldn't sleep last night. it was my insomnia kicking in again. i tried watching tv, playing hitman 2, i even tried coding. i couldn't even keep myself focused on anything. my mind would wander and that would be it.

i honestly think that i have attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. maybe i should go to a doctor just to be sure. if i do have it, i don't think its noticable. it's not like i bounce off the walls and can't keep myself planted in my chair for 2 minutes. my thoughts just can't hold concentration.

i think i'm just paranoid because of the lack of sleep. maybe.

one of the skills that i needed to get when i moved out was cooking. i think i knew a total of 5 recipes when i moved out, half involved spam or cream of mushroom soup. needless to say i got sick of rotating these 5 recipes quick. i mean, you can only take that much spam.

i really have to respect my mom who admittedly only knows a total of 10 recipes by heart and made them last 25 years of my life. our usual dialogue as i remember it would go like this.

me: so what's for dinner? i'm soo hungry!
mom: chicken curry
me: what? chicken curry again?!
mom: well, i put [insert random vegetable here] in it so it's not the usual chicken curry. its better!
me: ... *sigh*

now, i'm learning how hard it is stretching a 5-recipe repertoire over a month. coming up with something interesting to eat is hard! which is probably why the local subway lady knows my name already.

i brought home a box of my old stuff last night. it had a few notebooks from highschool, a few coles notes and a lot of pictures that i just threw in there over the years. it was quite surreal going through it. i reminded me of a lot of things. things that are best kept hidden away from the public eye. it made me wish for a time where things weren't as complicated.

a week ago we played a dirty trick on our manager as an april fools joke. it was cruel, it was well executed but she didn't get it. it was kinda sad. actually, her not getting it made it a little bit funnier.

last night i dreamt that it actually happened. we were at work and the news came in. i was already working on the project resolving some classes and coding. they closed the project down and brought in security to drag the team out of the building. i really didn't understand why we got fired when the project closed down but it was quite the surreal feeling. i remember driving home, picking up my sniper rifle and coming back. i positioned myself on top of the adjacent building and readied myself. thats when it ended. i woke up at 3am, got a glass of water, shook it off and went back to bed.

no more stuffed crust canadian pizza or hitman 2 for me before bedtime.

i'm a blog elitist. its a big disadvantage to me in a lot of cases. i tend not to read blogs that have the standard template. there are some great writers out there that use the standard template. there are always exeptions to each rule. i do really have to convince myself that its written by a good writer and not a 15 year old cam-girl (not that there's anything wrong with being a 15 year old cam-girl looking for married middle-age men to buy them things on their wishlist).

i really dislike the standard blog templates that blogger provides. granted that it takes a person a total of two minutes to get up and blogging using blogspot and the standard templates, i still believe that people should still either design your own look and feel rather than use the provided schemes. at the very least just change the colours. c'mon it's not really that hard.

i don't find them readable at all. i might as well be reading the blog with notepad with a bunch of html code jumbled by frontpage 97. if you want a tip: do a search or use some other options. i'm sure there are great writers out there, don't make me miss out on your content.

the most linked story on the weblog circuit is actually quite interesting. it explains how this person's weblog opened up some information to him in regards to a girl that he was seeing. it would be quite weird if this happened to me, although i gotta admit that the technique that he used to smoke her out was clever.

Me: Prove it to me now. Are you a Web programmer?
New Girl: Yes!
Me (very calmly): What's the difference between HTTP GET and POST?
New Girl (taken aback): ...uh, what?
Me: GET and POST. What's the difference?
New Girl (looking somewhat rattled): You...You've got to be fucking kidding.

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if you haven't advanced your clocks 1 hour ahead, you're probably super late for work already. stupid daylight savings time made me lose 1 hour of sleep. surprisingly enough the effects of it was minimal.

i woke up this morning at my regular time acting as if everything was normal. i did everything quickly and managed to get myself out of the house in record time. i looked at my watch and it said 8:13am when a thought passed through my head: if this was last week, i would be in working at 7:30am. thats pretty impressive since last week monday i was pushing the limit of my start time by getting to work at 8:30am. then i thought: maybe it'll be cool if i actually won the antibloggie for most late to work, god knows that i get the late side-jabbing enough times. then i thought, "man, it sad. its not even 9am and i'm already thinking about blogging and winning internet awards."

it used to take me a quick 2 hours to whip up a simple photo album. i used to code much faster than this. i used to write much faster than this. bottomline: my mexico '03 album is up. all you curious people can come and check it out.

oh trust me! there are more things going on in my life than what goes on in this weblog. when i write in this weblog, i don't think people realize that these stories are only one aspect of my life. the part that i want to be public. there are many other things in my life that goes on in the background like my cocaine habit and britney spears dance beat obsession.

so why don't i write about these things? well, they're private. i'd like to keep some part of my life a mystery to people. otherwise everyone would see that i'm completely boring and uninteresting. not to mention the fact that i have relatives reading this site. i think my grandmother back in the philippines even reads this site.

a lot has changed throughout the years. i wouldn't have even thought about censoring myself before. today, i think twice before i write about anything. i mean do you really want to know that i was late to work or the fact that i overdose on caffeine pills every night i ate steak last night for dinner?

i've been craming for a final exam. late nights and a lot of note taking. the perils of late night cramming. no worries tho, i'm used to it. i did it a lot in high school but thats a completely separate blog entry.

when i study, i need to have some background noise. i used to study to an open television, or the radio, or sometimes a cd. last night i wanted something different. i've worn out my usual mp3 collection and i've been sick of the usual slow jams that i play as background noise.

so went searching and found a cd that a friend of mine lent me a few days ago. to make a long story short, i now have the chorus of the following songs in my head.

• busta rhymes feat. sean paul - we make 'em clap
• justin timberlake - rock your body
• bone thugs and harmony feat. phil colins - take me home
• simple plan - i'm just a kid

damn it! so what songs are stuck in your head?

i lost my ring in mexico. it was a whole ordeal with wearing it in the ocean and it getting swept away with the tides. long story short i lost my ring. it was a sad sad moment.

so my girlfriend and i decided to get new ones. we looked around but we couldn't find anything that we both liked. the only one we found was being sold at this church. you had to go through some ceremony which basically marries the two of you. it wasn't anything like a catholic wedding; it was similar to a legal ceremony. we really didn't think that it was real but when the whole ordeal was over we did have a valid marriage license.

how did i know it was valid? i went to a lawyer friend yesterday to ask if it was valid. she said it was. i immediately called my girlfriend wife and after a lot of talking, we decided that we're not getting it annulled.