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MURPHY'S DAY

Woke up and found out my rear right tire was flat.
And my spare tire was also flat.
So, I had both tires fixed only to find out that my rear right tire was beyond repair and had to buy a new one.
So, I got the new one and drove home to finally take a bath, dress up, and get some errands done.
When I walked back to my car my rear right tire was flat again!
So, I brought it back to the same repair guy who then told me the "pito"-- that rubber thingee/nozzle where you pump in air had already cracked due to wear and tear. And so I got a new "pito" and finally had four running wheels.

I then went to this upholstery shop along Santolan, because a couple of days ago, the driver seat of my car went on a permanent recline. Some metal bar snapped and I had to drive around the city lying down. After I got that fixed, I drove to E.Rodriguez to get some paperwork processed. When I got to the place, I discovered that I left my bag in the upholstery shop! So, I had to drive back there to get it and didn't get the paperwork done. On the way back, my car engine started to overheat, so I ahd to stop at the nearest gass station to put water in my radiator. Because of that, I also was not able to get my barong for Petite & Mark's wedding.

Decided to go to the printing press to check B72 and give it the go signal. The printer said some copy on the cover might get cut because its too near the edge of the paper. I gave them to go ahead anyway because the comic book has to be ready by next week.

It was already 7:30pm.
Drove to the Westine Philippine Plaza for the McCann Christmas party.

OLE! OLE! OLE! VIVA HARRISON!

After all that aggravation, I'm glad that we had a fun party.

Since this year's theme was supposed to be a "Latin Party", the whole Harrison decided to come as the Brazilian soccer team, complete with scream fan girls.

This year, the team was given two awards and several people in the team were included in this year's honor roll for doing outstanding work... me included. :)

I just hope that I can continue to do the work and do better next year. As the saying goes, "You're only as good as your last act."

Now, if only I can do as well in the realm of comic books.

Right now, my energies are focused in my work here in Harrison Communications-- at least I'm having fun (with it's fair share of frustrations).

Every year, the last entry in my journal is TO BE BETTER THAN BEFORE. I guess I've fulfilled that in certain areas in my life.
Right?

Anyway, it's 2am and I'm babbling.

Gnite.










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