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(sarcasm and cynism galore)

"I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end."
Margaret Thatcher, in Observer April 4, 1989

i don't know who said this but i agree:
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."

"Lately, I have come to believe that the principle difference between heaven and hell is the company you keep there."
-- Simon Illyan, from A Civil Campaign by L.M. Bujold

from The Devil's Dictionary by the ultimate cynic Ambrose Bierce :
"Patience: a minor form of despair, disguised as a virtue."
"Diplomacy: The patriotic art of lying for one's country."
"Politics: The conduct of public affairs for private advantage."
"Bride, n.: A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her."
"Lawyer, n.: One skilled in the circumvention of the law."
"Year, n.: A period of three hundred and sixty-five disappointments."
"Pleasure, n.: The least hateful form of dejection."
"Reverence: the spiritual attitude of a man to a god and a dog to a man."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Corporation, n.: An ingenious device for obtaining individual profit without individual responsibility."
"Absurdity, n.: A statement or belief manifestly inconsistent with one's own opinion."
"Acquaintance, n.: A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to."
"Admiration, n.: Our polite recognition of another's resemblance to ourselves."
"Bore, n.: A person who talks when you wish him to listen."
"Quotation, n.: The act of repeating erroneously the words of another."
"Cogito cogito ergo cogito sum (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am.)"
"Brain, n.: an apparatus with which we think we think."
"Calamities are of two kinds: misfortunes to ourselves, and good fortune to others."
"Painting: The art of protecting flat surfaces from the weather and exposing them to the critic."
"Politics, n.: Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles."
"There is nothing new under the sun but there are lots of old things we don't know."
"Politeness, n.: The most acceptable hypocrisy."
"Truth: An ingenious compound of desirability and appearance."
"Mad, adj.: Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence."
"Love, n.: A temporary insanity curable by marriage."
"Egotist, n.: A person of low taste, more interested in himself than in me."

from Mark Twain:
"Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest." "Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first."
"Get your facts first, and then you can distort them as much as you please."
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt."
"Never put off until tomorrow what you can do the day after tomorrow."

from Voltaire:
"If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him."

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WHaT'S oN MY SH3LF???

The 8th Commandment by Lawrence Sanders

Read it and loved it. Go ahead and meet Dunk, yeah that's the protagonist's nickie

Lawrence Sander's book: Timothy's Game

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

the suspense is killing me. if i am going to be transferred, tell me now. i don't like being in limbo. personally, i'd rather resign but then i have to be practical. but i'm not sure if this place is worth it? two years is a long time to get stuck here. so maybe chage for me is inevitable. new yer. new life. joewhatneow is gone, well transferred - don't know where, so is giselle, jorel and isay and God knows who else. i'm not liking how things are turning out here. it's like deja vu of last year's fiasco. only i'm not watching it from the sidelines. i am one of them.

Sunday, December 25, 2005

Those who can laugh without cause have either found the true meaning of happiness or have gone stark raving mad.

Norm Papernick

december 18, 2005

PS Christmas Party

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everyone!

Friday, December 23, 2005

"How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? Of course would a woodchuck chuck wood if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"

i was at loss for words today. our supie delivered an a-bomb. we lost all our tongues (thank god our fingers were left intact). but the radiation fried my brain to mush, obliterated any possibility of lateral thinking. so "How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? Of course would a woodchuck chuck wood if a woodchuck could chuck wood?"

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

DESPAIR IS THE DEATH OF HOPE

what do you do when you're tired of going on?
going through the same sh*t everyday
tired of swimming against the current
why not just go with the current?
why not let yourself drown?
sink to the bottom
disappear
cease to exist
forget this existence
be forgotten
why go on?
why fight a losing war?
why not lose?
why win?
what's at the end of it for me?
is there an end?

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

wHAT CHRISTMAS PARTY?

the christmas party was a BORE!!! what a waste of time. whoever decided to hold it in rockwell's parking lot ought to be shot. i never got to eat properly because the Queue to the buffet table can wear out even someone who has the patience of a saint; and since i have ceased to be one, i decided not to risk it. couldn't help comparing it to last year's party at the shang. we had live bands then, this year it was like watching an audition for american idol - gone bad. i was with a group of people who were born to be rowdy. after lambasting the 'spectacle' going on stage they decided not to waste their gorgeous get up so we trooped to ratsky. got lost for maybe 40 or so minutes trying to locate the place. a band was playing, couldn't remember the name. i was seating next to one of those eardrum-busting speakers. my head and my heart bobbing and thumping with every beat. i'd like to say i couldn't care less about tomorrow. but i gotta go to work later that day so went home around 1am. shared cab with shinkinchi and psyche who was wearing killer heels.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

why does it always rain on me?

it always rains when i go home to naga. it was raining (again) when i left manila and it was also raining when i arrived in naga.

it was raining when i left naga. when i arrived here last night it wasnt raining, but then it rained about an hour after i arrived. just my luck!