Hi, my name is Sybil. 'Sup?

Ola mi enamoradas!

Work has been keeping me busy these past few weeks but I did manage to have some well deserved rest too, so dontcha worry.  I got a lot of miles in me yet.  I can still learn new tricks, yo!  This girl still has got a lot to say and a lot to do.  

Drowning in internetisms yet?  Let's throw in some OH NOES, w00t w00ts and KTHNXBAIs in there too just to be safe.

So yeah, lots of work to do.  Managed to get my hands on some really great books (ze boyfriend will drop a nut that I didn't crop him out of ze picture... tsk tsk) and finally caved in and got the boxset for The Hunger Games.  Which I won't get to read until my work load eases up... so maybe next week.  We shall see.  I also got Memnoch the Devil by Anne Rice, Perks of Being a Wallflower (Fi-nuh-lly!) by Stephen Chbosky, Chesapeake Blue by Nora Roberts and Paper Cuts by Pam Pastor.  Runs the gamut, eh?  Was gonna get Astigirl by Tweet Sering but dayuuum, it was 'spensive!

I forgot the unspoken rule of buying an article of clothing every time I get paid.  Blergh.  I've got to remember next time.  To be fair though, I have more important things to use ze monies for.  Yes, books are important!  Durr.  

Ze mind is all over ze place.  I don't even know why I keep using ze.  Whazzup wid joo brain?

What the frak... I promise, I am a literate, educated woman.  Despite those them words up there.  Urgh... it just won't stop.

Anyway, until then... eres mi vida.

Rush. Rush.

To say that I'm swamped with work is putting it mildly.  For the past week, I've been mainlining caffeine by drinking tons of Coke and boosting my flailing system by snaffling down chocolate and anything that is practically made out of sugar.


Todays boost comes from Gatorade, halo-halo, Mini Oreos and packets of KitKat Bites.  Halo halo is a Filipino dessert made with shaved ice, sweetened fruits, candied beans, taro jam, ice cream, tapioca, slivers of flan, milk and sugar.  Literally translated, Halo halo means Mix mix because well... you know why.. unless you haven't been paying attention or just... well, anyway... so my kid goes out to get my mom and I two tumblers of the sweet icy concoction.


Soon as it arrived, I began scooping out the sweetened fruits, the ice cream, the taro jam and the candied beans into my mom's cup. She remained silent throughout the process but when I was finished fishing out the stuff that I didn't like and dumping it into her cup, she looked at me and said, "You should've just bought shaved ice and dumped milk and sugar in it."


Ha!  Maybe next time.  Gotta go write some more now.  See you when I surface next... IF I surface at all.  Sigh.