Babbling Point

And All Things Nice by Budjette G. Tan Manila, 2072 A.D. She never really bothered to find out what her father did for a living. All that mattered was that her dad uploaded her allowance to her cred-chip every week and that she was allowed to use the grav-car on Friday nights. She’d leave little holo-notes to her dad, being the sweet daughter that she is, to remind her dad that she loves him and that she needed some extra creds for the sale at the Ayala-Infinity-Mall. She never knew that father was one of the most important men working for the Hexagon BioCorporation, that her father was known as The Smith in certain circles, labeled the WeaponSmith under classified files, and was called the Blacksmith by his enemies. So, it was quite a shock to her (and embarrassing) when her cred-chip was denied at the club due to insufficient funds. How could her dad forget to reload her account? That night, she went home to their unit, on the 171st floor of the Rockwell complex,

Text me, baby! Turns out the office upgrade my SIM so I'd have the myGlobe menu. So, they deactivated my old one without telling me and the person who was supposed to give me the new SIM went on leave. So, when I finally got the new SIM today and swtiched on my phone, 30+ messages flooded in my InBox! :) Ahhh... I can text again. :0)

Cellular Frustration For some strange reason, my phone can’t pick up a signal. Noticed it around lunch time. I now wonder if it has anything to do with using my cellphone while I was microwaving my lunch. Maybe the microwaves melted some circuit in my phone. Maybe it’s because I dropped my phone several times already. So, I brought my phone to Semicon who said that it would take a week to just check what’s wrong with it. I called up one of the Nokia Care Centers and they said it would take three days. Of course, I could take this to Greenhills can get it repaired in a couple of minutes but that would void my warrantee. Bummer. I haven’t been able to text or receive text since lunch. Very frustrating. Frustrating how we’ve become dependent on this device. So, it’s back to my 3210 until I get my phone fixed. My Happy Pill I finally got a copy of Neil Gaiman’s CORALINE . Found it in T.B.F.K.P.O. (The Bookstore Formerly Known as Page One). Only P800++. And that made me

11:32am Should’ve been here earlier. It’s not like I had a late night. It’s just that I ended up staying in bed longer than usual. Just wanted to warm up, write some things down, clear my head before getting down to work. (Or from the looks of things… lunch.) So, how was your weekend? Saturday night, we successfully staged Mark’s surprise birthday party at Area 51. (Organized and masterminded by Petite and Wowel.) Well, it wasn’t exactly like the surprise party in FREE ENTERPRISE , but he was surprised nonetheless. I just don't think Petite would have agreed to have a green-skinned-alien-slave-girl lap dance for her Markie. :) From Area 51, I went to another party/dinner/get-together/reunion of the Globe `99 Team. (Sounds like a superhero group, huh?) They were the creative & accounts team that handled the Globe Handyphone account back in 1999, back when I started work in the agency. One of them is now a director of TV commercials. Two of them now work for t