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So The Jew tagged me for this “My Desktop Free View” meme because she wants to see how perverted my desktop wallpaper is. I’m a sucker for memes, so what the hell, right? Unfortunately for The Jew, I’m in the office right now. And in the office, my desktop isn’t perverted. It’s just sexy. Click this bitch to see a bigger image:
I guess we can all agree that this song is far from being brilliant, but hey, it does echo my sentiments when I was still in the call center industry. I don’t know about other call center agents (representatives, specialists, whatever), but I saw a call center job as a temporary thing. An oasis in the job hunting desert of the Philippines. An oasis I gladly left approximately one year ago.
Ahh. Do you smell that? The smell of change. Of development. Of movement. And it’s all around me. And I love it with all my constantly-in-flux heart.
Several of my brethren in UPLB MASS are graduating in a few weeks’ time. A cause for celebration and intoxication, which will start next week when we’ll invade Ilocos for a good ol’ fashioned summer out-of-town beachfest. Road Trip!
Another cause for celebration is the end of my probationary period in my current job. Yes, ladies and gentlefreaks, I am now regularized. And with this change in my employment status comes a few more changes in responsibilities and nature of tasks. I can’t wait.
Finally, the recent transformation of my social life from “totally non-existent” to “Holy shit, what day is it?! I’m drunk again! Yeah!” is requiring me to cut back on my comic book consumption and focus more on accumulating loads of cash for my beer fund. Priorities, priorities.
It’s just so refreshing to see things moving again.
And with that sentimental crap over, I now present to you this week’s haul. SPOILERS blah blah.
First of all, congratulations to you for being Time’s Person of the Year!
Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, we can talk about more important matters. Like, say, my hangover. Man, I just had five bottles of San Mig Strong Ice last night and I was nearly wasted. Several months ago, I can consume four Red Horse Grandes in the course of one night. I guess living in the corporate world made me soft. Less manly. Oh, how I miss those college years. Good times, good times.
PCT Emporium This be AWESOME.
