Yay! X-Men III didn't suck!
Of course it wasn't perfect, and it was as close to the Dark Phoenix Saga as X2 was to God Loves Man Kills, but really, I'd rather have that than having to explain the Shi'ar Empire, the Starjammers, a cosmic entity that destroys worlds, Jean imagining herself in colonial America and whatnot in a Hollywood movie. An appearance by the Hellfire Club would've been cool though. I actually preferred 'the cure' storyline to Phoenix's. Bryan Singer, that Superman flick better be worth it.
The key to happiness is lowered expectations. And Girls Who Rock. That and X-men are my two favorite things. Yay for Wednesday!
Oh, and I love you, Shadowcat.
Geek moment over.
It's a busy week, and I don't just mean about work. After Wednesday's trip, I've got a wedding reception and a baby shower/birthday and maybe something over at All Is Beautiful Here this weekend. And before that I need to do some shopping. Maybe work a bit over the weekend. And go to the gym before it feels like giving my money away to the Fitness First Charity Fund.
Had another activity this week, which was bowling. Since I don't really bowl, it's then required for me to make fun of it. Here are my corny ideas for monickers for professional bowlers:
- The Assassin
- Iceman (for grace under pressure sportsmen, like early Kimi)
- Cannonball
- The Destroyer
- The Cobra (for bowlers with custom-made bowling balls with the "trapped snake" design. Must "hiss" after every strike)
- Kingpin (naturally)
- Mr. Turkey
The rule just doesn't apply to wives and girlfriends: Don't ask questions you know the answers to. Geez. I am seriously tempted to relocate my thoughts.
Woke up on the wrong side of life again. Observant people will note that this is always the case with me anyway. Well, more so today. I need some good news.
Finally got around to going to Big Sky Mind. "Big Sky" apparently doesn't describe the space. But rock, uh, rocks, as usual.
Also visited Gateway mall again after what feels like millennia. And I realize, it's not for all people all of the time. There's a time to visit Cubao and early Saturday evening isn't one of them. And what's up with pay restrooms? This isn't Europe and you are not the Basilica.
God, I'm sleepy. Sunday night coffee is turning out to be a mistake. I want to sleep through today and tomorrow and wake up in a movie theatre playing X-Men III.
Is this the most useless post, or what?
(Edited later because I just remembered...) Must be a product of Sunday night coffee and cake: I dreamt about work. Our team was working...in space! On Mars' moon. Does Mars even have a moon? And I was realizing how lonely it was to be working on a moon for months on end. Ooh, ominous. Let's see you read stuff into that one.
Hey you. Yeah you. Stop reading beyond the lines. There's really nothing wrong with reading beyond the lines. It's just that you're not very good at it.
(Note: Originally wrote most of this 4 days ago, and just now had the time to finish it. It's actually Sunday evening right now.)
Been loaded with work, which explains: the lack of posts, not knowing what's going on on primetime TV, and less trips to the heartland, Makati. This is my life now. And amazingly I'm not really complaining...much.
Laurence got hitched last weekend, and the party went on well into the night. Congratulations, faithful readers. :)
Ironically, now that I can actually post from work I don't have time to do so. Damn how it all works out!
Back from the mountain province. Not surprisingly, it was my first time there without family.
People form HP are so freaking accomplished it's scary. I'm starting to wonder if I belong. Then I realize this is what I wanted. There's a lot more to this line of thinking, but I haven't articulated it all in my head right now.
Yes, yes, being hard on oneself again.
Baguio is also known for its art scene. Which is why I was disappointed at first at the proliferation of no-talent acoustic bands in the city (OK, one). But there's this one band (I didn't catch the name) that was playing jazz standards (Fly Me To The Moon, Better Days) at this one coffee shop (I didn't catch the name, sounded German) which was very good. Good enough to seek out the next time I'm there. That is, until my teammates started to request "Overjoyed". And at the same time the digital SLR's were whipped out. What, no CBTL? Badminton? My mission is clear.
Oh, and it was fun. A sign of things to come? Let's hope.
