new record

my hair's at its shortest ever. i could think of a dozen guy friends whose hair is longer than mine right now. haha. oh well, keri lang. remind me to not read while having my hair cut next time. :)

feeling light

it's funny how the sky cleared up looking up from the window in my nook. it was just as i cleared my today-turned-to-do-turned-pending list to just 2 remaining tasks. *sigh* what a relief to reconnect finally with sanity. *pwera usog*

spent valentine's with bugsy yesterday. yes, love in all its forms is the ultimate refresher.

also had the chance to bond with SWAT last weekend at Vic's in tagaytay, doing what we all ultimately wanted to do --- bum around together. movie marathon + chow + videoke + drinks = happy bum fest. =)

jan, mike and i met up with kian and denise to climb mt. talamitam in nasugbu the next day. what can i say? chow + reststop + photo ops = happy sorta bum fest part 2. :o)


Ish: Tayo ba ang nawawala, o yung trail?
Kian: Hindi tayo nawawala, yung trail yung nawawala!

Tama.

want pics? then check this out: http://picasaweb.google.com/ishgagno

or check this out: http://www.youtube.com/v/mtGY44OOpRg.

just unreal

check out this pic at http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap070205.html. someone managed to catch a pic of a comet in between the fireworks and a lightning storm. it just blew my mind. sometimes miracles do happen.

Losers' Club Pa Rin

Kaye Roxas-SK/PGI: anong shift mo?
Ish Gagno-P/PGI: haha, don't ask
Ish Gagno-P/PGI: :op
Kaye Roxas-SK/PGI: global?
Ish Gagno-P/PGI: =))

Salamat mga Ka-SwAT sa pagpapangiti sa kin kahit nakasimangot nanaman ako tuwing hapon. Salamat Rhea at Liz (mabuhay Triad!) sa pagpapalimot sa kin na talo ko pa si Manong Guard sa gising points pa lang. Salamat Laboy Team (a.k.a. The Escapists) dahil nandyan ka. Hay salamat, nandyan kayo.

truman show

Dear Patricia,
Here is your horoscope
for Tuesday, January 30:

It takes a lot of courage and heart to work through an issue, especially when the roots of it go stubbornly deep. Keep at it, however. Afterward, you'll see that your character is stronger than it ever was.

that was from the daily horoscope email. tamang-tama, pagkaupo ko pa lang dito, issue na agad kaharap ko. haha. pag minsan talaga swak, parang na-sitcom nanaman ako. haha.

livELY

i knew i wanted a night out, but i never thought i'll be here. on a rare whim to go out and get my nails done, tons sent a shoutout for manpower volunteers for a benefit concert for ely buendia. hmm, nails or bands? duh.

an hour later, i found myself going around eastwood with a collection box (how apt, it's sunday), giving a pitch to people to dole out for ely's operation after his heart attack. his bill's beyond 1M, i heard.

collecting was the easy part. trying hard not to get starstruck as you find yourself next to parokya, rivermaya, marcus adoro, dicta license, kamikazee, direk joyce bernal & ricky lee was the challenge. i never was a cellphone junkie, but i never wished so hard for a decent camera phone -- most of the pics i took were blurred or beyond comprehension.

collaboration was a concept our leaders today could learn from these guys. someone needs help -- lose the ego, let's get together and do something. these guys were nice enough to squeeze through the crowd and pass the boxes themselves (mike egar, astig ka! :) )

ely was listening to the whole gig from the hospital. to do his part, he sent a message saying that he was going to give half of the proceeds to another charity. wow. i think i never forgave you for leaving eheads, but it must be said, astig ka dude.

rock on.

am in one of my rare sunny moods

just came from an all-nighter from tidoy's. after a mind-numbing week of having actual work at work, it was what i needed. after the expected binging, we had a round of bailey's and other spirits then we caught up with each other. bugsy's probably the only group i could talk to so casually & sincerely about the philippine economy, crime rate, hope for our country, basic good and evil, and not let it all be small talk. we could go on all night (actually, we did til around 3-4 am.)

i learned that 2007 was the year of karma. hmm, both scary and exciting. things have been so far good for me; life must have been really bad to me back then. :p

life doesn't always have to be so hard. it's a choice. sometimes, a choice to be happy or a choice to be justified. sometimes i can be so stubbornly optimistic -- i don't if that's bad or good, but it works for me. better to drown in naivete rather than indulgee in self-inflicted pain.

Duty Manager, Losers Club

let's just ignore the fact that it's the weekend. i'm just happy to work with some sun in my face, for a change.

i'm currently rekindling my romance with NU 107 now... i totally dig track after track. i could not comprehend how i could have let go.

ups and downs

[ disclaimer: this blog is not optimized for sense at all, so if you're looking for something of that sort, scoot. ]

it must be said -- it's really not fun to have a full town-fiesta-marching-band wake you up in the morning. it's bad enough that they come in the wee hours; they have to come around again at noon and at 3 pm. darnit, don't you have another route?! boo.

i'm on an OC binge. i organized my to-do list, made an hour-for-hour timeline of my week, and narrowed down my to-follow-up mail from 26 to 10. that's a big YEY! :)

weekly digest

never had the knack for being gracefully coy. i've always been the awkward ugly duckling (of course that statement alone assumes that i have the hope of turning into a swan one day).

***

old habits do die hard. during my PL/SQL training this week, every time my instructor would mention 'cursor', i would knee-jerk-edly reply with a mental 'SEXY!'.

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when you're drunk, everything comes in episodes.

first is the urge to numb out the pounding in your head.

next you find yourself having one. then one more. then what the heck, one more.

an hour later, you're tomato-red and constantly denying you're tipsy.

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how did i get here? zone out. pauwi na ba ko?

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whoa, projectile yun ah. now my shoes give a whole new meaning to 'puke green' (as opposed to Sir's lumot green shirt).

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then wake up (groggily, of course) and pull yourself together for another day for pounding.

* repeat cycle *