this guy has WAY too much time on his hands.

an officemate showed me this video earlier and i was dumbfounded. simply amazing, that's all i can say. check it out for yourself.

you can also see more of the artist's works on his WEBSITE and on his BLOG.

holy christ i've been WHAT? (a reenactment. of sorts.)

below is a blow-by-blow account of my experience the past few months..










fortunately, i was able to escape my captors using a combination of wit, creativity and a leather belt. i faced off against my doppelganger and won but alas, it had the proverbial last bionic laugh, as the projects from work that it had so graciously accepted and accumulated have now been thrust upon me. crap.

a thousand words but none were spoken.

...

i don't think i've ever felt so inadequate and unwanted my whole life.

time is standing still. for me at least.

i'm not really a planning kind of person, and i think it shows in about every single thing i do. i prefer things to come to me, to present itself as an opportunity. this setup has always worked for me over the years (prolly cause i am naturally lazy) and i din't mind one bit.

until now.

back then, i was ahead of most people i know. now, i am moving in slow motion while the people around me live their lives. grand designs. plans. their future one step ahead but still within their grasps while i wallow in mediocrity and discontent.

no, this is not about jealousy. at least not the obvious kind. it's more of curiosity of what it would feel like to grab life's wheel and just step on the gas, full throttle. screw the brakes and fuck the seatbelt.

what's stopping me? i honestly don't know. it's a combination of a lot of things too vague to enumerate.

i hope it's not too late to learn how to drive.

procrastination. i live it.

jeezus. this place is beginning to look like an abandoned warehouse. i have tons of unfinished drafts and by the looks of things, they won't be able to see publish status. bah.

you know how you start something because you feel a certain idea or emotion at that time, and you leave it unfinished and when you come back to it you can't finish it because your thoughts aren't there anymore?

exactly.

hopefully in the coming days i'll find enough time and motivation to complete one worthwile entry.

this blog lull is brought to you by brain inactivity.

we will resume regular programming soon.

i'm 28. FUCK.

pics from my mini-celeb at the beyond office HERE.

okay, i'll start the month with a boring, pretentious entry.

i looked at the calendar this morning and jeezus it's march already? i must have sleepwalked through the past couple of months. my life has been pretty uneventful and ordinary except for the recent surfing trip i had with karen a few weeks ago.

if my life had a frigging monitor, it would certainly be a flatline by now.

curiously though, i don't mind it one bit. i think i'm at a point where i am content with what i have at the moment although i'm hoping this lull won't last because honestly, i'm beginning to be a little of a party-poooper. almost all my friends have stopped asking me out because when they do, i always beg off and make excuses. going out has become a tedious task for me and the usual drink-eat-get-drunk-vomit-hangover thing has lost its appeal.

maybe this is what getting old is like. you become too lazy and bored with everything so you just sit in one corner puffing ciggies and drinking black, sugarless coffee. with no sugar.

whatever.

grab that 1up you motherfucker!

my new desktop screenshot at work. mario, the mushroom, the goombas and the turtle shells are my file folders. mario screenshot from google.

i remember spending hundreds of hours playing this classic along with my sister and uncle. i got pretty good at it too, hopping and pummeling enemy goombas and turtles to pixelized hell. of course i learned the other, fun aspects of the game like the infinte bonuses, secret portals, "sliding", the moonwalk, dancing on vines, and the one where you go to the top of the screen by making mario shimmy up the wall. i got so good in fact, that at one point i could finish the game using only 1 life. i'm a little rusty, but i bet i can still kick your ass in this one.

um, no point here. just had a sudden rush of nostalgia. now excuse me, i have to go back to my stupid, boring life.

later.

valentine schmalentine. who cares?

i suck at giving gifts. over the years i have come to accept that sad fact, as well as dread certain occasions that warrant them. add the trademark larry traits of being a) late and b) unbelievably lazy and what do you get? a sucky gift from a friend/family member/boyfriend that doesn't really fit the grandeur of that certain date it was given on. for that reason, i rarely go gift-buying alone. usually it's the gf, who's more than happy to window-shop herself or the sister, who i have to bribe into going to the mall with me with pounds of sumptuous chocnut. the problem starts when they themselves have no time, or the gift is intended for them.

valentine's day last week was no different.

i'm not a big fan of heart's day. to me it's just another excuse for people to celebrate something that should be an everyday affair. besides, that whole i'm-going-to-treat-you-to-an-insanely-expensive-dinner-so-afterwards-you-can-thank-me-by-letting-me-put-my-penis-inside-your-vajayjay schtick is just a tad too tacky. still, i knew karen would appreciate a little effort on my part. i debated whether to give her flowers and/or chocolates BUT i din't want to be too conventional on a conventional day so i settled for something relatively cheap unique. i remembered that i asked the sister (who works at starbucks) to get me one of dem "design your own" tumblers last november. i was supposed to give it to karen as part of my christmas gifts but i wasn't able to finish the design. i completely forgot about it.. until now.



i whipped out my month-old file and finished the design on the 12th. the officemates were a hilarious lot, helping me paste, cut and mount the damned thing. it always amazes me how interested they seem when i do stuff like this for karen. prolly cause most of them are married already and most of the sweetness and mushiness has gone out of their lives. (i kid, i kid.) the next day, i took karen out for a pre-valentine coffee date and gave her the tumbler. she loved it she said, and she couldn't stop smiling. as she whipped out her cam to take pics of it, i stifled a smile of my own.

maybe there's hope for me yet on this gift-giving thing.