·         Hectic Sunday and Monday:

a.      frantic driving (marikina,  quezon city,  parañaque,  makati, manila, ortigas);

b.      fuel near empty;

c.      moolah running low;

d.      hyperacidic stomach;

e.      nostalgic;

f.        tired eyes;

g.      occasional friggin’ crazy and red ants passing on my desk (yeeuuck *cringe* I swear, they make it hard to focus on work. *kill, kill*);

h.     a wandering cockroach in Honda (eeww, daaaaaamn);

i.        pending errands and bills to pay.

And the week has just started.

But, as I walked out of our building, a breeze swirled the dry leaves on the ground — making me notice them for the first time today (to think I’ve walked in and out of the building to buy stuff at the nearby mall). Ang happy, crunchy dry leaves to stomp on!!!

·         I heard from numerous feng shui experts interviewed on TV that those born under the year of the Goat do not have good luck this year of the Dog.

Huh?!  What are we talking about again? (said with Chicken Little’s blank expression)

·         Happy birthday, papa!

·         Happy birthday, Julia and Luigi!