July 14, 99

I OWE, I OWE SO OFF TO WORK...
(a.k.a. Mornings Do Not Agree With Me)

So of course you know I wanna get married sometime next year. So of course I need to make mucho dinero to finance that happy day. So of course I get offered a job that I can't refuse, forcing me to cancel plans to visit the USA and my lovely fiancee who's currently residing there....

The saga continues...

I'm now a yuppie. Young urban pest. I have a nice plush, carpeted office in Makati, Metro Manila's Central Business District, a semi-cubicle with a lumbering computer and a hellish, tortorous 8 AM to 6 PM sked.

I must leave the house at 6:30 AM in order for me to make it to the office by 8. Unfortunately, I've been giong to work for three weeks now, nay, 4 weeks, and I usually leave the house thereabouts of 7:30 AM, making me arrive a full hour after my supposed arrival time.

Ah those precious days of freelance work when I could wake at noon and work on till midnight. Suddenly they seem so far away.

Of course, during the mornings, I am braindead. It's taken a while for my boss to notice. [But she's a good lass. One of the best bosses I've had yet. (sipsip!)] And now that she has noticed, she's offered to try to fix a flexi time sked with the HR dept... so that I can come in at 10 AM and stay till 7:30 PM (if I cut down my breaks before and after lunch).... Gee, no boss of mine's ever done that for me before....

ARGH! I've just decimated 2 cockroaches, one in my room, the other in our bathroom. Looks like, my absence in the house has become a cause to celebrate in the roach world.

Anyway. As I was saying.
I hate mornings.
They suck the life right outta you.
I've been kidding about my being a vampire. Looks like there may be some truth to it... I mean look, my senses go into overdrive at night. Although I am sometimes loathe to party all night, when I used to have gigs, i would return to the house usually at sunrise... My life IS THE NIGHT!

Argh.

To make that change from night person to working stiff is horrendous. I'm paying for it. Literally. Although I don't have a card to punch in, since I'm considered a "manager" being the managing editor of the mag.... my comings and goings are still recorded by the designated person in our editorial department.... and I still get deductions for tardiness.. sigh.

So, I get to the office braindead and must warm up immediately by going over all the things i must accomplish during the day. Of course, this takes some time.... seeing as how I'm still waking up. Ah well.

I tried coffee once. It sucks. You get high right away, then even before lunch rolls in, you're even more braindead than when you started. Awful stuff....

I can't wait for that flexi time thing to push thru. hayyy....

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