Mickey and Minnie mouse pillows are adorable but being in bed with the real thing and completely aware of it is an entirely different story. Heaven only knows what sort of creatures creep out of their hiding places once lights were out. Ignorance indeed is bliss but to be conscious when these things happen can be a little bit traumatic. Waking up to the unmistakable scurrying feet scaling the length of one’s torso is sure to make sleep as elusive as it is to an insomniac. Especially with the knowledge that the little bugger is just under one of the many piles of articles scattered around the little room, who would dare go back to sleep? Well, if the glaring lights on would not be so much of a trouble then there is some chance to catch some shut-eye. But if you’re not the kind, well, resign in the idea of ultimately losing sleep.

mystery unravelled

It's amusing how "news" travels. A bird told me that excitement will finally die on the eve that a niece turns 22.
While the enigma is finally off my mind, the knowledge was a bit disturbing, not to mention wrecking havoc to my eyesight. Both eyes must have been constantly rolling in their sockets all week :) Mind you, it's not on my being mindful about a lot of stuff, but it was ogling that mainly caused the rather unusual occurence.

newsflash!!! green-eyed monster running amok

The 'Green-Eyed Monster' caused much woe and this ugly serpent has not only singled out eros in its evil cause. Everything that made the mistake of passing it's way wasn't spared. Bonds that took precious time to develop are endangered of being severed.

how long can you hold your breath?

I've been holding mine for three days already and I'm turning blue. Why can't some stuff just pop and disappear right away like soap bubbles?

a limerick to a masseur

There once was a masseur from IMDS
who packed his stuff with a dream to chase.
Leaving a host of backs so sore
that only his healing hands could cure.

knocked out by some microscopic opponent...

though a bit under the weather, still i find myself doggingly dragging myself off the bed before noon and into the shower all week. it started with a series of really embarrassing sneezes (that prompted heads from other departments to stretch above their cubes and see who is responsible for all the raucous). the next day, my nasal passages were already congested. the saddest thing is that as much as i would have liked to stay home and bore myself to death, i felt compelled to finish all the deliverables required of me this week. it's starting to pile up but thankfully, they don't give me nightmares anymore.

master of none

have you ever had one of those days when you think and actually do scores of stuff at one time...thereby ending up finishing nothing at all. well, i'm in the middle of the same right now...like starting a blog on travel (i've been places and i thought of publishing the 'how to get there' and stuff), planning on my year-ender trips, polishing my sports scrapbook, crocheting doilies i'm giving mothers of friends for christmas, reading my newly acquired books (i spent a fortune on books and pasta last weekend-after tending to bill payments which took only a minute, i dropped by RSO and i couldnt help taking a whiff of cooking pasta by sbarro which did me in). The only thing I was succesful was at devouring a hefty serving of penne pasta i cooked (since red tomatoes elected to go out-of-stock that day and i only bought about 120 ml of tomato sauce, i put in cream-too rich and expensive for my pocket- and lots of cheese in it) while watching the 4th season of one tree hill.