2007 is drawing to a close, and you know what that means. Yep, it’s time for the obligatory Year in Review post. I did it last year, and I guess it’s just appropriate to do it again this year. I’m about to summarize my 2007 and I might get all reflective and emo and shit on your ass, so if you don’t want to read inane drama right now, get out. GET OUT WHILE YOU STILL CAN! Also, I’m gonna do this by month. I’m OC like that.
I would like to wish you guys a merry Christmas, and to help me do that is Santa Cat! Take it away, Santa Cat!
Umm, Santa Cat?
I let the world know about my desires for Christmas this year, and lo and behold, the world has granted me half of my two-item Christmas wish list (OK, not the world. The parental units. Thanks, Mom and Dad!) mere days before Christmas. I have now in my possession a totally awesome and totally shiny iPod touch. Let me show you it! First, the packaging:
It’s a tight little box made of sturdy stuff. I have perfume boxes bigger than this baby, and I fell in love with it immediately. See, I’d like to think of myself as a minimalist. That’s what makes me helplessly attracted to Apple products. In design terms, anyway. So, yeah. It got me at “Hello”.
All is fun in a restaurant na ako lang ang kakain! [All is fun in a restaurant where I'm the only one who will eat!]
Good times. Hey, I’m sure you guys (well, at least you guys in the Philippines) have been hearing this kind of singing since November and you’re probably sick of it by now, but let’s all bask in the silliness of this raped song to spread some holiday cheer.
Direct your friends to the video’s YouTube page to help the kids get the frickin’ words right. Let’s do the Lord’s work, people! Chop chop!
Dear Mr. Technology,
Hi. I’m Gino Carteciano and I’m a big fan. In fact, I took up Computer Science as a sign of my devotion to you. I’ve been mostly happy with you and your almost magical wonders, but recently, I’ve been getting harassed by your failures that are quite simply irritating and frustrating. I think I’m starting to hate you and everything closely related to you. Well, except the Bionic Woman.
