Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Music Therapy

I've been trying to pep myself by listening to classical music since yesterday. I started with googling for midi files for Pachelbel's Canon, but I figured variety will do me more healthy.
Right now I'm savoring the collections from Midisite.

Friday, November 25, 2005

Tortuous

I know that I can make this day just pass by...
I can wait for time to crawl,
And I will flinch in every way as it does,
But I know
I can let it go that way
And I know
It will torture me
At the end of the day.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

The Daily Commuter

Now, how does that sound?
"Digests of a Girl on the Road"
Or something like that.

The morning's almost over. I have successfully spent five minutes for "official work."
I'm keeping this window open in case some thought pops up and I need a distraction. Like I'm not already distracted.

I am totally blank.
I think, that I have lost all abilities for analysis, if I ever had them.
Why am I bashing myself now?

Maybe I should change my title to: "Stuck"

The Daily Commuter headline for today was supposed to be a story on one of the children-vendors that sell rags and flanel cloth along the EDSA - Quezon Boulevard Area.
I shall hope to write something about it some other time.

I have waited for lunch. And it has come.

I have successfully made a rambling.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Office Work

For the past few days, most of the stuff I've been doing was copy/cut-paste text from one document to another. My forefinger is already sore from doing the task. I'm typing with my forefinger raised and using my middle finger to type the keys assigned to the forefinger on the QWERTY keyboard. I think I have pressed the backspace key, probably twice, more than I did the correct keys.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Lethargic

I somehow have the feeling that I'm wasting government money during the past days that I've been reporting to work.
This "ability to work without supervision" that I have bravely put in my resume does not seem quite accurate with my outputs in my current job.
How, indeed, do the things I'm doing at the moment contribute to making the world a better place for children?
There must be some self motivating mantra in here that I can use.... I can not go on like this.