June 10, 2001

  • Sunday, Bloggy Sunday!


    A lot of ideas are crowding my mind, all begging to be blogged, and I don't know which ones to blog first.


    That's what happens when you  miss posting for several days. When was the last time I posted a blog? June 4? Six days ago! And to think that there is just so much to write about everyday. Ugh! No wonder my head feels crammed and... omg! I think I'm hearing voices inside. I need deliverance.


    For starters, can I just list all the things that I want to blog about? Okey, there's my sister the writer, my mother, my grandfather's love story, my nephews and my niece (yes, practically everyone in my family), plus a feature for each of my bossom (and bossomy) friends (this isn't going to end!), the pain of hopelessness (actually a piece inspired by a photo of an old woman who had the look of hopelessness in her face), a 10-year old girl's wish, a piece based on a love letter sent to Dear Joe in today's paper, gender issues, life as a passing stage, my boyfriend (another passing stage? hehe, just kidding...love you, babe. *hugs and peppers him with kisses*), an Easter story (which can wait until Easter next year), happiness and the homeless, what I want to be...Oh, this is definitely going to be endless...!


    And those are just the things that I want to write NOW. what about all the ideas that will present themselves tomorrow? Arrghh...! Can someone teach me thought-management, please?
      
    No one has thought of it yet? Then, do you think just simple time-management will help? No, I didn't mean that time-management is simple. I meant that maybe I just have to find time to write. Work occupies most of my extra time now. And I'm not complaining. I'm into a new project and I'm actually enjoying it that's why I'm spending extra time trying to learn more about it and looking for better ways of doing it. (Having said that I think I'll introduce my boss to Xanga one of these days. ;-) )


    I rush home to do xanga (can't do it at work, see? Because I'm at the client site and I'm conscientious about browsing the net, when the client is paying for my time, because the project is still new  :-D ) but by the time I'm through browsing and commenting on the sites, I'm too sleepy to do my own post. I tell myself: "I'll do it tomorrow before I go to work." But, of course, when tomorrow comes, I rush back to work. Until all the tomorrows have eaten up my weekdays, and Saturday, and all I have left is... Sunday!


    Yay, Sunday, glorious, Sunday! I can sleep till late in the morning and have all the time to myself! Yes, Sunday is definitely a blog day. It would be indecent to not be able to blog even on a Sunday. I can  make blogging part of my Catholic ritual... with a twist. Hear mass then confess before God and men in Xanga.


    Thank, God, for Sundays!


    (Now let's see how many blogs I can do today...where's that list?)

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