It was Thursday, around 9:30 am and I’ve been at the MSI-ECS offices since 8:45 am. It’s been a daily routine since Monday : I’d arrive, wait for someone to notice me, ask for help, get told to wait, I do so, for an average of 30 minutes, and then told to go back the next day.
It all started when I accidentally short circuited my laptop’s keyboard last Sunday. It wasn’t my fault really. I mean, how was I supposed to know that water/juice/tea/coffee could do that to electronics? That kind of thing should me on the manual. Anyway, bgecause I was gbetting tired of typinhgb like thnis, I decided to have it fixed as soon as possible. A quick Google search revealed that MSI-ECS was the nearest authorized service center to me.
In conclusion, let me just say that Facebook doesn’t care if you hate the new layout or not. So I suggest you stop your bellyaching and get used to it, because chances are, you won’t have to use it for long.
I’ve always been fascinated by stand up comics, and while I enjoy all kinds, I prefer all those comics who can deliver killer one liners. Mitch Hedberg, Demetri Martin, and Mike Birbiglia (Youtube these guys, you won’t regret it) are just some of the many comedians I try to emulate whenever I Tweet and/or update my Facebook status.
Below are just a couple of the stuff I came up with that got generally positive reactions from my friends. Some of these are reactions to whatever’s going on in current events, and that dates these jokes. But I still believe that despite that, they can stand on their own:
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Sometimes, I like to leave a piece of chocolate lying around. And then take it away after a few minutes. Just to give ants false hopes.
I don’t believe in using knives. If that piece of meat is too big to fit in my mouth, then my mouth will have to be the one to adjust.
When Chavit Singson first met Che Tiongson, he said “I’d hit that.” And then he did.
I think the worst place to have an epileptic seizure is at a rave party.
Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. But I don’t think it should be too cocky. It only had to beat two other meals.
It’s getting harder to meet new people now that they put dividers between urinals.
I can satisfy a room full of women at the same time. Just by leaving the room.
You know what sucks? Vacuum cleaners.
How the fuck am I supposed to read the Bible if these fuckers keep posting spoilers?
I finally found out guys’ equivalent to PMS, and it’s called “Credit Card Bill Day.”
Sometimes I wish I lived in a vacuum. I don’t mean in isolation, but an actual vacuum. That would be awesome.
While Twitter was down, I had a hard time telling random people what I had for breakfast.
I like my women like I like my coffee: full of drugs.
Wasn’t expecting a good turnout considering the nation buried its most beloved president just a few hours earlier. In fact, if I hadn’t bought the tickets months in advance, I would have chosen to just stay home and watch the internment.
Good thing I ended up coming anyway. The show was awesome, Trent Reznor was in top form, and they played most of my favorite songs. (I would have loved to have Happiness in Slavery included in the playlist, but you can’t have everything).
I also took several videos, unfortunately they can never see the light of day because some idiot (me) was singing over Trent and therefore ruined the videos.
Today we say goodbye to the adopted mother of the Filipino people. Goodbye Cory. You have always been a shining light for me. I’d like to say that you will always be with us. But knowing that you will no longer be physically with us is going to be very hard to get over.
You were a good mother to us. And now it’s time for us to strive to make you proud.
Twitter has been around since 2006. I and a group of friends signed up in 2007 because we thought it would be fun.
Back then, Twitter was easy to “get” because there weren’t a lot of users yet, which allowed the service to send updates via SMS to your followers for free. So in those days, nobody really had any trouble understanding what Twitter was: A cheap way to send text messages to your blog buddies while dicking around the internet.
But thanks to the iPhone, the Blackberry, and Ashton Kutcher, Twitter’s audience is growing at a geometrical rate. With this large influx of users, Twitter had a hard time keeping up so it disabled a few features like free SMS updates for some regions (read: ours), and as a result we got a lot of people who sign up for Twitter, post once, then never return.
This post marks my transfer to my new host Page.ph. I’ve been with my old host, YDS Web Solution for three to four years. And while they’ve moved the focus of their business away from catering to individual bloggers like me and are currently focusing on providing enterprise solutions to big businesses, they let me stay in their servers for as long as I felt comfortable.
A couple of weeks go, I finally took the hint and bid them goodbye so I can bug the people at Page.Ph for a change.
Now on to the good stuff. Some of the more observant readers out there might notice the new toolbar at the bottom of this page:
Wibiya Toolbar (click to enlarge)
It’s called the Wibiya Toolbar. You can get your own here if you want to have it in your blog.
If you’re not following me on Twitter, you probably don’t know that I recently lost my phone. Unfortunately for me, I did not have this guide which you are reading now to instruct me in properly taking care of your phone. So I took it upon myself to construct this guide to help others who might find themselves in a similar situation.
STEP 1: Don’t Be Me
Now this is very important. A lot of rookies make this mistake. I certainly did. If you check and realize that you happen to be me, then you’re pretty much fucked. Not only do you have a penchant for losing shit, but your inadequacies in the bedroom knows no bounds. If I were you (which I probably am, if you’ve gotten this far), then I would work long and hard to not be me.
Twitter has been around since 2006. I and a group of friends signed up in 2007 because we thought it would be fun.