Workspace

You know those little specks that sometimes flick off your toothbrush when you’re brushing your teeth? Yes me too. I really despise having to look at my mirror through an onslaught of Colgate speckles just to check my clean teeth.

Workspace is supposed to be crowded right? There’s downfall to spending an entire day in an air-conditioned office. I come home and it’s like 85-fricken-sauna degrees in my place. Damn the cats must be really mad at me now. Lesson learned: Even if you turn on the a/c for the rest of the evening, your apartment will still feel like that sauna at 24 hours. It’s a/c units people — I’m too broke to have internal.

Workspace for me is just like my brain, scattered and full of stuff. Just take a look at press kit at left (still waiting to be completely read through for story), the newly ram-ed up laptop (I seriously never thought 1 gb of ram would make me that happy, and then, there’s the Maybelline Express finish 60-second nail polish — aptly called “timely rose.”


Yes, in case you noticed the time of this log, it’s late. I work late. People say it’s nice early in the morning because it’s peaceful and quiet. I’d have to say the same for the wee hours at night.


Back to work companeros …