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:: Damn! ::
Just when I thought things were fine, something had to come up. This whole business of making a fluid layout is beginning to really irritate me. It seems the Mac OS variety of IE refuses to show my blog. I'm still not sure which version it is, but... dunno...

I hate having to deal with cross-browser and cross-platform compatibility. Of course, I have the option to ignore this issue. I can go back to my old layout, which i'm sure works across platforms. I also have the choice to stick this out - try to figure out a way get this thing really working.

I'll figure this out soon... I mean I'll figure out what I want to do. I'm such a geek.

:: Manic Monday ::
Good morning, Monday. Isn't life dandy? Don't you just wish every day started like this?

:: Finally! ::
On the surface, it looks like nothing really has changed with my blog. Everything looks pretty much the same... unless something has gone horribly wrong.

Under the surface, things are drastically different. I've just rewritten practically the whole code for my layout. I've gotten rid of the tables, and I've gotten the main blog area to adjust to the size of the screen. Basically, I've finally gotten things working!

Am I right? Say so, or say otherwise. I've tested it on 3 differet browsers; it works fine on Opera & Firefox, but a horizontal scroll bar appears when I use Internet Explorer. Overall, though, it seems ok. Tell me if you disagree. Tell me if you have any suggestions. Tell me if you just want to congratulate me. If you're just going to bash my hard work, tell me anyway. I just want to know if my blog is actually readable.

:: Things I Covet ::
  • Cranium, or Taboo... or maybe Scene It?
  • Treo 600
  • 17" Apple PowerBook G4
  • the BMW M3 Convertible... or maybe the 330d, 330i, or 325i sedan... or the 120d
  • 40GB Apple iPod
  • BMW iPod adapter
  • a lot of other things...

  • :: Kikay ::
    For some strange reason, I noticed that I had a whole bunch of different products scattered around my bathroom. For another strange reason, I decided to take stock - I decided to check what exactly I had in there. I decided I'd only count consumable products - shampoos, soaps, and the like. Just think of the things that you actually run out of - not razors, toothbrushes, hairbrushes, towels, etc.

    Now, for yet another strange reason, I'm blogging about it. I have no idea who in their right mind would be interested in this, but I'm revealing it anyway. So, without further ado, here is my inventory.

    Let's start with the essentials. Of course, I had tissue paper somewhere in the room, as well as a jar of cotton buds. I also had 2 tubes of toothpaste. One was an almost empty tube of Colgate Total, and the other was a fairly new tube of Colgate Mintirinse. I also had a bottle of Fresh Burst Listerine. I also found a stick of Suave anti-perspirant and a can of Gillette Shaving Gel. Other items I found that don't quite qualify as essential (but are nonetheless important) are Band-Aid alcohol and BENGAY Greaseless Cream.

    In my shower, I found 3 different brands of shampoo (H&S, Rejoice, & Finesse), a bottle of conditioner (Finesse), 2 bars of soap (both Safeguard variants), 3 bottles of body wash (2 variants of Dial and a brand called Beauty Formulas), and a bottle of Cetaphil. This doesn't include the items that I just have stocked elsewhere.

    Near my sink, I found a bottle of Sooth-A-Caine, a gel / lotion meant to ease the pain of sunburn. For my face, I had a near empty tub of St. Ives Apricot Scrub and a bottle of St. Ives Protective Nourishing Moisturizer.

    Other vanity items included almost empty tubs of Fudge hair putty, Uni Organics Clear Henna Wax, Citre Shine Highly Polished Glossing Pomade, and L'Oreal Studio Line FX Out of Bed.

    Other things I had were a can each of Baygon and Lysol, plus another form of insecticide, all under my sink. I also had 2 boxes of matches and a candle.

    That pretty much covers everything. I still have no idea why I bothered writing this post, but I guess part of is the fact that I can't really think of anything better to do now.

    I need to get out.

    :: Calm ::
    I'm better now, but I'm not saying much more than this.
    I just needed to vent, and I did.
    Things are cool.

    :: Livid ::
    I'm fuming. I'm seeing red. I'm also inarticulate.
    I'm in a reallly bad mood.

    :: Comments? ::
    What do you think?
    I'm still working on it.

    :: Christmas Gifts ::
    A friend of mine is "writing a 'senti' article for Seventeen on the best gift a person has ever received for Christmas." Think of things like meeting a long lost relative, recovering from illness, or patching things up with a friend after a bad fight. The only requirement: the story must take place in the girl's college years. If you have a nice story or if you know somebody who does, please say so.

    :: Validation ::
    "A blogger must be a writer and an editor if he wants to attract and keep readers. A well-written blog indicates respect both for the medium and for the reader. Proper spelling, punctuation, and grammar are not merely the tools by which anal-retentive freaks like me get their kicks; they give words meaning, clarity, and, if you're lucky, beauty."

    I wish I had written this. Unfortunately for me, these words belong to somebody else. If you want to know where I got this quote, check here.

    One of the reasons I started this blog several months ago was to improve my writing. I'd like to think I've made progress in this area. I say that I'm a stickler for grammar; but I have to admit that I don't really know the rules. The only guide I really go by is this: does it sound right? If something sounds awkward, then I probably will try to find some other way to say it. If I don't like the way it sounds, then I don't expect anybody else to do so either.

    So, what is the point of this entry? I'm not really sure. I guess I was just glad to find my thoughts articulated so well by other people. I have no idea how many readers I actually have, but I do take pride in knowing that there are some twisted souls out there who willingly subject themselves to the torture of reading my blogs.

    :: More Random Questions ::
    Some time ago, I posed some random questions here. I'm at it again... exercising my brain cells some more. Again, indulge me, please.
    For those who've answered before, please indulge me again... your answers were deleted when I changed my comments system. Sorry.
  • How do I know you?
  • What is your favorite place in the world?
  • Do you have any books you would recommend I read?
  • What phone do you have?
  • What phone do you want?
  • What is your favorite place in your house?
  • What is your favorite place in any house?
  • What is the thing that irritates you most about me?
  • How long have we known each other?
  • Who would you want to portray you in a movie?
  • Do you consider yourself shy?
  • Do you consider me shy?
  • How many siblings do you have?
  • When was your first kiss?
  • When was your last kiss?
  • What is your take on censorship?
  • Are you an optimist or a pessimist?
  • What makes one a romantic?
  • Who is your favorite Pugad Baboy character?
  • What is the scariest thing you've ever done?
  • What is the worst thing you've done for a friend?
  • How did you stumble on this blog?
  • What do you love most about your job?
  • What do you hate most about your job?
  • What is your favorite board game?
  • Do you gamble?
  • Do you drive fast?
  • Do you drive at all?
  • How many pairs of shoes do you have?
  • What is your favorite outfit?
  • What was your first word?
  • What were you doing before you started reading this?

    and, from the first edition of Random Questions...
  • Why is that when we taste something terrible, our first instinct is to go to somebody else and tell them to try it too?
  • Isn't it tradition to get drunk, smashed, wasted, and pretty much inebriated on your 21st birthday?
  • WhY 1s iT ThAT SoMe p3oPl3 TyPe iN AlTeRnAtInG CaPiTaLs aNd sMaLl l3tTeRs aNd r3pLaCe c3rTa1n l3tTeRs w1tH NuMb3rS?
  • Who determines what "bad words" are?
  • How does a person with a lisp pronounce the word "lisp?"
  • How small is this world we live in, really?
  • What makes a hero?
  • Who do you consider a hero?
  • Can anybody really have no regrets in life?
  • Can one ever get bored with thinking?
  • What is the worst job you can think of?
  • What is your dream job?
  • What is my dream job?
  • How many kids do you want to have?
  • Are you happy?
  • What irritates you the most?
  • Is there anything you must have with you all the time?
  • How fast can you type?
  • What is your favorite place?
  • How long have you been reading my blog?

  • 8.15.2004
    :: Can't Shake the Feeling ::
    I've messed up... or I'm in the process of doing so.

    I'm not really going anywhere... or if I am, it's not where I want to go.

    I've lost any passion I have... I misplaced it somewhere, and I can't remember where to find it.

    I've lost touch with people I care about... whether it's my fault or theirs, the point is I miss them.

    I want something I know I can't have... I refuse to accept this fact, but I'm too scared to try and change it.

    I feel detached from the world.

    I hate this feeling.

    :: Poised to Pounce ::
    I really hope my hunches are off... but I have a strong feeling that they're not.

    :: Thoughts of a Self-Absorbed Brat ::
    No matter what life throws my way, I know I'll be able to deal with it. I know I'll be fine.

    I've said this a number of times before, and while I occasionally wonder whether I believe it or not, when I say it, I really mean it. I take pride in the idea that I can adapt; I can make do; I can play whatever cards I'm dealt.

    Then there are the times when I wonder if I'm just trying to fool myself. I know I can be really stubborn, and that I can act irrationally.

    Thinking about it though, either way, I'm dealing with what life throws my way. Sometimes I go with the flow, and sometimes I choose to fight it. I can't help but wonder though... will I really be fine?

    Pick your battles wisely. This is advice that I've given to others... and advice that I know that I should listen to myself. I don't know if I'm picking my own battles well. I don't know if I'm fighting for the right things, or if I'm letting the wrong things slide. I don't know.

    I deal with things - I'll get by. I know that much. I just wonder if I'm really going to be fine... or if I'll end up screwing myself over.

    :: Go Figure, Part II ::
    A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about some things that I simply couldn't understand. Well, I found something else to add to that list.

    I recently read about an "academic" rite in a certain school that involves jumping from a 30 foot height to prove one's willingness to take risks. My friend was outraged by the practice. Personally, I have no qualms about jumping 30 feet, but I don't understand how it could be a requirement for graduation.

    The rationale for the high jump is this: the willingness to jump 30 feet into a pool of water equates to the willingness to take risks, and therefore, the ability to become a great entrepreneur. This reasoning, mind you, comes from the same people who refuse to admit females into the program because they naturally have better entrepreneurial skills than males do. I am amazed, I am boggled, I am... I don't know. Their logic is just way beyond my comprehension.

    :: Thanks! ::
    Sam rocks!

    Today, she said she got me a copy of Lars von Trier's Dogville. I asked her to get it for me, but still... she rocks. Aside from this, yesterday, she lent me her copy of Takeshi Kitano's Dolls. Again, I say, Sam rocks!

    Yesterday, I kidnapped her and dragged her around with me in search of some birthday gifts for a friend. She told me where to buy what I wanted to get, and she told me how to "wrap" one of the gifts. To top it all off, she even went with me to deliver the gifts to my friend's house. For all of that I am very grateful.

    I could go on and on... but I won't. I'll just end on this note... the same note I started with: Sam rocks!