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Where Priorities Lie

I have been having a difficult week due to technical "glitches." My wonderful ISP has been down since yesterday, making me realize just how dependent I am on the Internet. Thank God for coffee shops with Wi-Fi, friends who let me squat, and the wonder that is mobile Internet. With these, I have been able to get by somehow. Today, my designated workplace was Coffee Bean. The time spent there also doubled as "bonding time" with one of my closest friends. The night ended with a short talk on priorities, which is making me think as I write. Some people put a lot of premium on investing their money on tangible things like houses, cars, and the like. I sometimes sit there in wonder while friends talk about shopping for furnishings for their houses (new curtains, new counters for the sink, new cabinets, a new spa cover , etc.). They seem so...settled? Does that make them more mature or responsible than I am? Maybe. Then again, maybe it is all a matter of priorit

Monday Pick Me Upper: Gambling Man

I have been digging through my old e-mails from many many years ago, and I came across a drinking-gambling joke that always made me laugh. I am so bad when it comes to gambling - I never win - so I think this story is hilarious. Hope it cheers you up today! A man walked into a bar room one day. He walked up to the bartender and said, "Bartender, I'd like to buy the house a round of drinks." The bartender said, "No problem sir, but I'll need to see some money first." The guy pulls out a huge wad of bills and sets them on the bar. Well, the bartender can't believe what he's seeing. "Where did you get all that money?" asked the bartender. "I'm a professional gambler", replied the man. The bartender said, "There's no such thing! I mean, your odds are 50-50 at best, right?" "Well, I only bet on sure things" said the guy. "Like what?" asked the bartender. "Well, for example, I&#

Times Like These...

...I hate being a girl. Two weeks ago, my friend and I planned a road trip for this weekend. I was so excited about it, and then earlier this week, another friend reminded me of a wedding we are supposed to go to. Since this is the wedding of a college friend, there is no way I can get out of it. Of course I'd love to be there on her special day but, ONE, I hate weddings. TWO, I abhor all the preparation needed to be "presentable." The prep IS crazy. It is a formal wedding, and I only have 3 dresses - two of which are for the beach. One might pass for formal - we'll see later. All my shoes are, well, definitely NOT presentable, so I had to go shoe-shopping last night. I so dislike that kind of shopping so I got the first pair that will do - which was triple my budget! Now I have to get ready to go to the nail salon as my nails look like...never mind. I am all for self-improvement and crap, but this is stressing me out like no other! I would rather do O

Operation GR

Last weekend, I started sorting my things. Yeah, I am getting rid of unnecessary things in my life and going down a different path. Where it will take me, I don't know. Unfortunately, this path also means saying goodbye to some attachments. I had to say bye to Dexter, but he'll be in a better home with more people to play with him. I also had to say bye to Koryu, but she'll be with Silas so it's all good. Now for the crap that I have left. I will be taking photos of stuff that I am going to sell and posting them here. I just need to sort the items out, but do look out for that - you might find something. Don't expect anything like modern office furniture though - they're all from the condo. ;) So anyway, Operation GR is underway, and I can't wait to get it all over with!

Monday Pick Me Upper: The Hairdryer Story

Getting a hairdryer through Customs...A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the Priest beside her "Father, may I ask a favour?" "Of course child, what may I do for you?" "Well, I bought an expensive woman's electronic hairdryer for my Mother's birthday, which is unopened and well over the Customs' limits, and I'm afraid they'll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me? Under your robes perhaps?" "I would love to help you dear, but I must warn you, I will not lie." "With your honest face, Father, no one will question you." When they got to Customs, she let the Priest go ahead of her. The official asked "Father, do you have anything to declare?" "From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare." The official thought this answer strange, so asked "And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?" &qu