Quiquay: quirks

Normally, the wives tell this phrase to their husbands. Unfortunately in my weird world, it's the other way around. Funny, the hubby is looking at me like I'm an alien. Hello! It's not like I'm demanding marital relations every single freaking day. Gosh, the last time we had any was six months ago! How weird is that? As with any newly-married couple, the next question is always - when are you going to have a baby? As if it doesn't make things worse as it is. And his relatives look at me as if there's something wrong with me. Hello!!! You cannot make babies through immaculate conception. Virgin Mary, I am not. Yes, it's a ranting blog. Yes, I'm am so friggin' upset and frustrated that the last person I want to see is him. I have tried to be patient and understanding but it's leading me nowhere. And no, the usual seduction techniques do not work on him. If he was one of the boylets, I'd have turned him on so high he won't want to leave the

Family.... love 'em or hate 'em, they're stuck to you like a flea to a dog. While I have my issues with my rather irresponsible sisters, the one that earned my ire today is my rather snotty cousin and her ideas of success. To be fair to her, she just asked a simple question what I was working on based on one of my Facebook statuses. While my friends simply encourage me with "go, go,go!", the cousin had to butt her head in and demand what I was working on. So in my rather sweet but snarky way I wrote that I was doing short projects for a corporate client. I can't exactly divulge the name on the internet since I just freelance but the next opportunity I get I will go to a full, detailed explanation of what I exactly do. Hmp. At least coffee-break friend appreciates the kind of analysis and writing I have to do. My snotty relatives do not. One of these days..... Oh well, perhaps she means well. Still... I hate it when they start making you feel like the lowliest

It's another one of those nights when I'm supposed to have a lot to do but I'm so bored I could cry. However, I relish the relative peace and quiet I have right now, away from the cacophony of noise at work. Still, it isn't me to be idle so here I am, blogging for all it's worth. (Nobody reads my blogs anyway. =) Still... It's here if you guys want to know what's on my rather woozy brain. The past few weeks have been spent trying to make a fledging business work, trying (unsuccessfully) to collect on a few debts (c'mon! I was there when you needed help. I just want that help back. ASAP.), propping up a rather bruised ego and counseling a few friends. It's interesting how some parts of my personality emerge whatever situation I find myself in. First, I hate failure. And i can still be persevering when the need arises. Maybe it's one of the reasons why despite mourning a career I am not sure I could get back to, I managed to make my small shop a

Okay... guilty pleasure number... what the heck, I was bored out of my mind and needed something to laugh at. The blog and multiply site in question was by a rather weird friend who is part genius, part weirdo, a brilliant writer, rather sweet but blunt and utterly clueless about girls. Gosh, sometimes I cannot believe I went out with the guy (and had fun naman. In an innocent way. It was college.) Okay, I'm being mean. But the cosplay was the final straw. Not the pirate or army-looking stuff. It was him pretending to be Edward Cuellen from Twilight. Robert Pattison you're not, my friend. Anyway, just goes to show you how fate is so right sometimes. I liked Jacob Black better. =)

Ennui has set in. Four months of fruitless job searching is starting to take its toll. I'm angsty, irritable and close to despair as the job websites feature precious little of the jobs I'm qualified. I knew beforehand how hard the jobmarket would be in this economy but sometimes you can't help but hope you'd be the exemption to the norm. Just my luck. I can't help but wonder if my qualifications are lacking, I can't do the job or I just had the misfortune of meeting bosses who think that a diploma or the number of people handled are accurate measures of being a good leader. Maybe they are factors but I can't help wishing they could look beyond the obvious and look for someone more forward-thinking. ( Yes, mainly me. =p, I'm allowed to be cheeky. It's my blog after all .) I guess I'm just not happy being stuck at home right now although I know of a lot of people who would rather have my life. Well, it just goes to show how we humans just can'

I can't sleep. The humidity and heat is almost unbearable. I suppose global warming is catching up to us and it's a scary thought. Anyway, I'm bracing myself for a rather hot summer. And when it's early morning, the ghosts of the past come rushing by. While I've learned not to reget the past, sometimes the naivete I had before just astounds me. 'Sigh' Don't you ever wish you possessed the wisdom you had right now when you were 16? 18? 23? Oh well, I guess some of the fun while growing up is in letting yourself make the mistakes you made. Sometimes, you never know when fate decides to smile on you and lead you to serendipity. I should know. Or else I might not have met The One. =D