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When it rains, it pours. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m gonna buy me a pint of mango ice cream I’ll devour while I cry in the shower before crying myself to sleep. Kthxbai.
Cupid,
Yeah, it’s me again. Notice there’s no “dear”? That’s because I hate you. You know why? Because you suck, that’s why. First of all, I’m not happy with your reply to my last letter. Let me refresh your memory:
Let it go, man! Can’t you wait?! And who writes to Cupid?! I mean, really.
I wrote you a very sincere and humble letter, and that’s what I get?! Snark from a naked midget archer?! And what the fuck’s your problem with people writing you? Santa Claus doesn’t mind. He gets all kinds of crap during Christmas, and it’s Jesus‘ birthday! You’d think Santa would tell every stupid kid to write the lord and not him, but fat boy takes it like a man! He takes in whiny letters and he still gives people gifts. You’re too lazy to listen to what people want, and you shoot them with fucking arrows! I figured if Santa can take in letters on Jesus’ birthday, you too can answer desperate calls for intimacy on Kris Aquino’s birthday. Look what you made me do! You just made me compare Kris Aquino to Jesus!
Dude, all I’m asking is one shot. You haven’t shot me in, what, 2 years? That’s a fuckin’ long time to be loveless! Yeah, I said it. L-o-v-e-l-e-s-s. I’m not talking about shallow relationships here. I’m talking about warm thoughts, fearless risks, passionate exchange of ideas, merging of destinies, and all other bullshit you can only think of when you’re drunk as your Tito Boy. For once, give me a happy Valentine’s Day.
Before I explain that X-Week isn’t what you think it is (you perv), let me just bore you with the recent developments within the confines of this blog (you know Baddie doesn’t have a life when all developments he can report are about his blog).
While I was starting development on the new UPLB MASS Online this past week, I discovered a few new cool stuff in K2 (my WordPress theme, not the company I work for) in its latest release, version 0.9.5. I decided to upgrade my K2 0.9.1 installation with this mother. I won’t go into details, but I fucked up my blog big time. Good thing I managed to backup my database and my files right before I did the upgrade. Nevertheless, things are back to normal. Well, actually I’d like to think things are better now with my new links page, which I dubbed “Black Holes“, and my new and really neat archives page, which I dubbed… umm… “Archives“. Yeah, I ran out of clever space-related words.
I don’t care if Monday’s blue. Tuesday’s gray, and Wednesday too. Thursday, I don’t care ’bout you. It’s Friday, I’m in lurv.
Admit it, we’ve all made huge mistakes in the past. There were things we’ve done that we wish we have never even thought of doing. There were evil moments that we wish didn’t come to pass. We all have life bloopers that we don’t want to be included in our biographical DVD. What, you’re not planning on making a biographical DVD when you hit 40?
Life would be so much easier if there’s a cosmic “undo” button ready to be pushed whenever we say “d’oh!“, but unfortunately, there is none. Well, actually, there is, but only God has access to it. And I don’t want to argue against that injustice, especially with a dude who can manifest himself as a burning bush.
But there are some things in life that we can undo. Case in point: the death of TechTV. It was God’s gift (well I’ll be damned, he’s not so selfish after all) to geeks. A tech-centric TV network that wasn’t afraid to embrace all things techie and geeky. A safe haven for both tech-savvy people and curious tech-n00bs. But alas, it was taken away from us too soon. Fuck it, it’s time to undo this injustice! Enter: UndoTV.
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