maaga ako inantok! yay!

Darn it. I was supposed to be at the roof deck right now, looking at the cityscape before me, ruminating about the capital mysteries of life--or at the very least, the mysteries of my complicated mind--and writing about them here. Rather, typing about them here, but that is not the point. The point is here I am lying on my back here in our room, ranting away instead. So much for my original plan. Tsk. Oh well. My melancholy mood is gone now. I might as well bitch away here since I'm so darn good at that anyway.

So. Washed some of my clothes again earlier. Who would have thought that washing clothes--backbreaking as it may be--could actually be quite therapeutic? Could that really be? Or was it simply because I was listening to some really relaxing tunes while doing the laundry? Whatever. The thing is, if only my back doesn't scream in protest and my hands not get scraped painfully, I might actually enjoy doing it. Really. No kidding. And yeah, I already know I'm weird. So proud of it in fact. Haha.

Anyway, ate two dinners tonight. And both chicken too. Am I an addict or what? Oh, right. I'm not an addict if you look at it, just a friggin' glutton. I swear, I eat so darn much nowadays it's a wonder I'm not yet bouncing instead of walking. Harhar.

But really. I just love food, although I must admit I'm a rather picky eater. Give me a meatlover pizza or a bar of chocolate and I'm happy as the proverbial clam. Veggies on the other hand--especially the green, leafy stuff--are a big no-no for me. For some unknown and unexplained reason I've avoided vegetables for as long as I can remember, even when I was still a kid. The day I eat a green salad--and actually enjoy it--would have to be start of the New Golden Age or something. Harhar.

Speaking of food, I think I ate a wee bit too much since I'm getting drowsy. A first, since I hardly fall asleep this early. So might as well take advantage of this rare occurrence and go to sleep while I can. So till later. Ciao!