Waiting for the Lights to Go Out
*There are some things we do to pass the time, or make ourselves sleepy, or whatever. A meme is one of those things. But when you do a meme without getting tagged, that, is plain pathetic. Like this one. I just lifted this from some place. When I get reacquainted with my sanity, I will think of deleting this entry.
How often do you blog?
I could get fired if I answer this.
Online Alias:
Fencesitter and some other faux cyber identities. There’s an on-going battle as to who would be the last identity standing. Kinda like The Blog Identity or something.
Have you ever stood up for someone you hardly knew?
Shakira. Some guys at work were bashing her bumpers or the lack of it. I barged in on their conversation and told them that they’re looking at her at the worst possible angle; that they should try rear-ending their thoughts. Not sure if they listened to what I said, being the ass that they were.
What do you do most often when you are bored?
You don’t wanna know the first thing that came to mind.
I usually just go to the mall, buy myself a big bag of Lays (classic original flavor), supersized McDonald’s cheeseburger meal, a bag of M&Ms, a moviehouse ticket, and then consume everything while watching the movie.
I then go home, and watch some more DVD’s.
When bathing, which do you wash first?
Face first. I couldn’t stand the thought of moving my hands over the contours of my ass and then touching my face afterwards.
Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
I think. Used to be so euphoric over new years that I couldn’t stand sleeping during new year’s eve and the night after that. Then I discovered booze and every celebration thereafter seemed to just zip by, leaving me in various positions of slumber.
What color looks best on you?
WTF?! Alright. Black. Matches the color of my soul.
What’92s your favorite alcoholic drink?
Vodka. I like how my tongue dances with my hard palate when I say it. Vodka.
Do you believe in heaven and hell as a real place that each of us will go to after death?
Show me a person who’s been to hell and back, and I’ll show you a man that’s been married for 10 years. Show me a man who’s been to heaven and I’ll tell you the name of his supermodel girlfriend.
Seriously, I take the Fifth. I could get excommunicated by the church if I answer this.
Do you find that you have more online friends than offline friends?
I’m working on that still. See this blog?
What was your favorite subject in school?
Math, PE, and English. The math teacher was the bomb, the PE teacher is straight out of a cheap comicbook, and the English teacher, ooohhh, easy target for debate. And did I mention Religion? Loved those Old Testament biblical stories. Almost made those repetitive Gospels interesting.
Are you a perfectionist?
In a way. Though it’s too frustrating when the elements conspire against you and screw-up what you are trying to perfect.
Do you spend more than you can afford?
I don’t. Accountant. Duh.
Is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved before?
Yeah. And it sucks big time. BIG TIME!!!!
Do you consider yourself creative?
What the hell do you think?
Do you give yourself the credit you deserve?
No. I attribute everything to luck, chance, and good looks. Blech.
Do you donate time or money to charities?
Yep. The last time I ate at Yellow Cab (near Roxas Blvd), I gave the cashier P1000 for my bill, which amounted to P442. She gave me a P58 peso change. I told her that the money I gave her was P1000. She started arguing that I only gave her P500 and that if I want, I can wait until their cash count which is usually done when the store closes. I told her that I wont stoop to her level and argue over P500 bucks, and that I think she needs the money more than I do. Then I left the store.
Does that count as charity?
Have you recently done something yourself that you’92ve criticized others for doing?
Yep. Play basketball (hint, hint, wink, wink, nudge, nudge).
What’92s on your mind right now?
Sleep and the need to wake up early and that smashing thing! I am so frigging excited!
