OLD HABITS DIE HARD 

I'm still an arrogant bastard. And a handsome one at that ;D

I'm still into web design and comic art. I'm hoping that I finally have enough skills to earn a living from it.

I'm still broke.

I'm still swamped with work. And I still love it. 

 

CHANGE IS INEVITABLE

My hair has grown longer than it ever has before. And it will keep growing until such time that I decide that the pleasure of having a conversation piece on my head isn't worth the effort I put into maintaining it.

My mother is renovating the house. Again. It reminds me that I am allergic to sawdust. *achoo!*

Two of my closest friends, OB and Abbey are now a couple (they have been since December) The best part is that you drop a few sexual innuendos and they're all blushes and awkward smiles. It's gut-busting, good fun!

Martin, who is my oldest and closest friend, will be leaving for Cagayan De Oro. I'd hug ya buddy, but my arms wouldn't make it around your massive torso. You shall be missed.

 

REDUCE, REUSE AND RECYCLE

I've kicked my dialy 8 cup coffee habit. I'm down to two. My stomach no longer feels it's been wrung and sprinkled with vinegar.

Old friends have been texting, YMing, writing and generally making their presence felt; people I met from LSGH, ADMU, Convergys and even the FL Crew. While I'm not really a remeniscing kind of guy, it's nice to sit down and talk about good times.

Akulaw, my lola who's been living in the US for years, has finally come back to the Philippines and is staying with us here in Greenhills. She's been wandering about the house, digging out old letters and pictures. I often find her and my mom sitting at the dinner table amidst piles of paper, telling stories about things that happened way before I was ever born. It's like listening to a history lecture, except it's interspersed with crying and laughter. And a LOT of coffee and tea.

An old work-mate and petiks buddy, has caught my eye. Her humor, her attitude, her passion... so much like mine. That's a rarity. In the past, I let two slip away. I plan to hold on to this one.

 

DON'T TRADE IN... TRADE UP!

I got a lot of job offers. I turned them down. Instead, I took a bunch of freelance jobs that are both difficult to do and largely under-priced. Why? Because I abhor offices. And schedules. And bosses. Unless the boss is me.

I lost a few friends, but I met a lot of new ones. And they're prettier, too!

I'm giving up my old room for one that is much smaller. On the plus-side, it's no longer part of the bedroom cluster. I can slip in and out of the house without waking anyone. That's a HUGE bonus to me. ;D

 

IN A NUTSHELL 

It looks like 2007 is going to be an excellent year! 

She's taken. I know that. But that doesn't stop me from wanting. Or trying.

I'm getting to her. Slowly. Like poison. Not the prettiest analogy, but it's the most accurate.

She resists. I respect that. I admire will-power. I admire a person with resolve.

But she's crumbling. My effect is insidious. I need only wait.

I wonder though...  

Dark skin, pink lips and the scent of sun.
Candor, wit and the demeanor of a child.
Breathless laughs and searching eyes.

 ... am I the only hunter?

If a liar says that he's lying, do you believe him? Or is he lying about lying and is therefore telling the truth?

And also, does the saying "Liar, liar, pants on fire!" have any sexual connotation?

 (click to see full size poster on kax's blog)

Good music. Good cause.

I'll be there. Will you?