Thursday, April 24, 2003

It's my day-off today. It'll be another day of infamy for the cause of boredom. Anyway, I was sent off on an errand by the wife.Had to get up early, real early. It isn't like I had a choice. My wife got up early. She had to work early today. After she had roused me from my slumber to say goodbye, our baby decided that I should get-up. So he kicked me evertime he realized I had stopped talking to him or I had gone back to sleep. I grudgingly agreed with him after 30 mins of trying to go back to sleep.

I went to the post office to mail this magazine my wife bought for a friend of hers from Canada. T'was the special edition of FHM Phils. 200 pages of eye-popping photos collected from their different issues. Plus a very unique article on kama sutra.And because postage stamps don't come cheap anymore, I paid 746 frickin pesos to have it delivered by 2 weeks. If I had it sent by priority mail, It would have cost 960 bucks. Mercenaries...

Anyway, I wento to our pedia to give her the lab results on my baby's urine test. She said the values were normal, but the baby needed a heck of a lot more water. Must be the heat. This is one loooooonnnng summer. It is so hot! It rained last night, and guess what? No sun this morning. But the ground was bone-dry. Water must've evaporated all night. The moon must've shined so bright. LOL It's that hot. No wonder our baby's finding it difficult to sleep at night.

So my trip to the doctor, here I am serving my addiction to blogging. This net café is actually nice. Something a bit more classy, for a change. They even have latté. Hehehe. After blogging, I will be going next door to buy a slice of strawberry cake. My wife loves that. I will bring that to her, in time for lunch. That ruin her appetite and spoil her a bit more. She wants to go on diet and she loves sweets. Two birds with one tirador. Hehehe. Forgive the irony. That's the kind of humor my wife has to put up with. You'll have to put up with the same abuse if your going to read my blog.

Well, G2G. That's it, pansit. See ya when I ya.

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