Month: March 2015

Well, I just took a shot (a little over one ounce) of whiskey. I couldn’t fall asleep because my neurons are stressed.

The burn down my esophagus was familiar long ago when I took my favorite Screwdriver drinks at the bars.

One time the bartender ran out of those bottles. I was the last one served two Screwdrivers.

I thought I could enjoy the night scenes and dance in night clubs. But the noise was unbearable.

I couldn’t hear myself or others talking. My ears rang with the loud music.

But I did enjoy the company later on. I would be drunk. But I never passed out.

I remember everything well, including eating two dates and grapes. Of course, that was long ago.

I realized that I wasn’t and couldn’t be satisfied in any one lasting relationship.

My dates were fruity as grapes. They didn’t last long than once or twice. And we went separate ways.

It was either they were the ones having fun, while I was faking to be down with it.

I was observing that they didn’t love me and only loved something easy as prey.

Purely temporary were the feelings of lust and those didn’t last until the next fix.

Maybe one day, the Lawd Gawd will blessed me with something sturdy and steadfast.

If they can last long enough to keep me busy and preoccupied, I might stay.

Other than that, I’m bored being in any one relationship that’s boring, like my temp job from hell.

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So I’m wondering why Philip is using positive reinforcement, such as telling me that it was good that I alerted them about some checks after mentioning something about last Friday’s rush with the checks.

I couldn’t really understand what he said because I was at my desk and we were both standing up where others were working and of course my hearing was bad! I was relaxed because I had taken whiskey the previous night.

And so as I stood up and listened carefully, I focused my gaze upon his eyes. I saw they were also slightly downturned at the corners. I also saw lots of wrinkling around his darkened bags of eyes. That’s a sign of instability. I was dismayed at my observation. Now, I know why he’s easily worked up.

Also yesterday, I saw the boss hovering behind Ty and later Madam COO was sitting at his desk! I came back from my break when I caught sight of her. Earlier, I saw her walking with the manager of HR.

Then today I saw Daniel B the owner inside the building. He held a door open for me. That’s nice. He usually wears a golf-like hat. I guess the word got around the place. That’s the power of networking.

Y’all see folks, what was supposed to have been a friendly, harmless gesture of camaraderie can turn out to be evil! Evil I tell y’all! I told Philip not to make a big deal after he asked me what he could do. In which he followed twice that it was too premature.

Idiots. Y’all are professional by the books. Accepted. However, y’all are practicing the psychological art of “The Humanitarian Approach” – what would you do?

Guns. That’s my answer to all of life’s ills. Bullets and biting more of those would diffuse uncomfortable situations. I was instructed to report any persistent advances and unwanted behavior.

Y’all can be appreciative but I’m tired. Y’all can pay me more but I’m disgusted. Y’all can rank me higher but I’m not interested. Y’all can label me mean and nasty but I’m Evil Kitty. Hiss!

I already told Philip I would rather not work and live in paradise. But in reality, I’ll have to lie and force myself to admit I need to work for survival even though my house is already paid off. Yawn!

So I leave my fate up to the temp agency, Madam COO, Philip, and Jackie. My answer is not honest because my parents will get mad at me. I really want to live in an apartment and do my own things without those old farts dragging me down!

Back to work, there’s took much to do. I’m still not liking the process. I hate those papers! More of it could be automated. But it’s not. So far so good, except a few unanswered emails and over a hundred of unreturned voicemail messages.

Bahaha!

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Well well well, it seems that Ty has not shown up for work! I wonder why? Was it something I said that might have offended him? Like saying, I pass?

People! Infinity is such a long time! And a minor set back, such as being rejected by moi, shouldn’t be a cause for hurt feelings.

Please get over it! I’m willing to give any guy a chance. But when my parents disapproves, there’s reason why – they are protecting me from bad decisions.

I’ve made major bad decisions in love and in life and I’m not willing or able to do so without informing those that have experienced many situations of life.

This exercise at work is really meant to teach y’all that there are people whose motivations is not good. And Ty’s move was bad because I don’t know him!

Folks, when finding a potential love interest, both sides connect, not just one. The feelings are mutual and there are fireworks.

Yup. And because everyone is a Singularity, I love them all. But when it comes to one human male, he has to pass the litmus test of traditional family values, etc.

Good day!

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20150310- 0622. I was tidying up my bed sheets when I noticed that the long green pillow propping up my head during the night was placed lengthwise
along my left side with the three small pillows underneath my head!

Last night, I had taken my “syrup” for coughing, almost spilt some on my pajama but thankfully fell onto the white tiled floors. The dose was generous, for I slept soundly for six hours straight. Mom heard me snoring loudly.

I believe the lapse of memory can be caused by these sort of blessed “syrupy” draught. I wonder if other medications affect sleepwalking.

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20150312- 2321. Last Saturday at 1411, we were paying the rosary. I rested both my elbows on the dinner table and clasped the back of my jaws with my fingertips.

I wanted to relax the painful stiffness behind my jawline, in front of the ear. I did some neck exercises while nodding slowly up and down and while opening my jaws.

Suddenly, I felt and heard successive snaps, crackles, and pops of four to five and mostly in my left neck axis. The adjustment was a success!

I prayed for relief two or one days ago while driving en route to fetch some bottled water with Dad.

I turned my head to the left and to the right and felt my neck axis was out of place because there was a stop on the left turn.

As I complete this blog, the smoothness of neck axis is profoundly balanced! My suffering was for many years and probably around 2004 or 1998 or before.

I reported and tried to demonstrate to Mom so she could perform this miraculous healing but she claimed that she’s got brittle bone.

So folks, the Lawd Gawd has answered my prayers. But once again, I must be clear (a la Philip, you know, short for Philippines) or else things can be unexpectedly unpleasant.

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When I left at 1945 tonight for choir rehearsal at 2000, I unlocked my car. The clicker triggered twice and the interior lights turned on.

Suddenly, the garage door of the next door neighbor opened! I saw Loca Lolita run down the driveway with a bag of trash in her hands.

She opened the already close trash bins on the street, and looks directly into my direction. That’s typical of reptilians. They tend to rotate their skulls too much.

Choir rehearsal went well and the conductor taught us more about tonal ranges, volume, and quality differences between high schoolers and professionals.

I like him. I like Philip. I like reptilians. It’s because I’m reptilian, too. Evil Kitty agrees, by the way.

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Last week, there was a screaming match with Loca Lolita, the insane neighbour living next door to us.

I went home early that day for the demo of Mom’s FREE medical equipment. Philip knew I was leaving early and coming later to finish my eight hours shift.

When the guy left and then when I was about to leave, Loca was holding up her smartphone and taking photos of her son’s car or something.

I initially left and then came back and then did more drive-bys. I was using my smartphone to video tape her stupidity. I could hear Mom screaming, “zelosa”, “chismosa”, “crazy” in the background.

I was tempted to post the video on my Vimeo account but the license plates and home number was taped. Mom didn’t want me to post anything truthful.

Then, the following day my parents reported that Loca was heard screaming into her smartphone.

Dad was doing the gardening and overheard her saying that there’s an old woman dying because of her bad karma. Mom returned those unkind words back to her as karma.

He went to fetch Mom but be couldn’t find her because she was hiding near the corner of our garage listening.

Mom heard Loca use foul/offensive languages, such as fuck you, ass hole, bitch, on the top of her lungs.

Mom said she heard a female voice scream back on the phone at Loca. Mom thinks it may/might have been either Aida or Luz, her sisters, or Belinda, her daughter.

So you see folks, I’m surrounded by stupid, crazy reptilians. Besides her, I’ve got Ty to deal with. And if I’m gonna be a supervisor, I don’t know how that’s gonna work out.

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At 1005, Philip and I concluded our brief meeting about Ty. This time I was focused but stumbled at bit with my words.

I described the scripted scenario of wheeling into work and telling Ty: About the movie next month, I pass. But can we get along as co-workers?

Then I told Philip about how Ty asked me if I was single or married when I wheeled in the first day of my temp job from hell!

I told Philip that I didn’t want to be a target, of which he raised his right hand and expressed the same thing.

I said Ty wasn’t my type and I don’t know him and that we could have had a cup of coffee where there were lots of people instead of being alone with him in a darkened theatre.

He said to keep our arms folded and lay down the ground rules and be clear what you want. He does that while bar hopping.

I expressed my concern that I didn’t want any distraction or disruption in our department via the work’s Instant Messenger.

He mentioned how much easier it was when men courted the women. I told him that I missed those days.

I mentioned how the feminine Nazi ruined the chance for love, making babies, etc.

He said he’s very much in love with his and cut it short of saying getting married. Bahaha!

Then I called Mom and reported the whole thing to her. That’s why she can’t die yet until I find my own flame.

She has confidence that I’ll find someone now that I have a clarity. I’m yet chuckling inside because infinity is such a long time.

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Last night, I took my special “syrup”. I was able to sleep soundly. Mom heard me snore loudly when she used toilet at night. As a result, I was relaxed at work today.

Tonight, I took a few CCs of whiskey. I could have downed a size of shot, but I didn’t want to pass out. I may have to increase the dosage now. Like Philip, I too am driven top DRINK! Bottoms up, my friend!

I know the heightened anxiety and fast-paced workload of crap affected my sense of well being while at my temp job from hell.

I needed something to relax my nerves. This whiskey is weak! I need to sneak in vodka! Yeah that’s right!

Anyway, my sleeping pattern is messed up. I really should tell Philip that spiritual obligations is my goal. Earning money is meaningless. I could starve and go homeless, and yet feel fulfilled.

I just gave up trying. I’m just forcing myself to complete my assignment and keeping normal in front of my family. It’s all I could do for now.

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To my imaginary eye candy Philip:

Tomorrow, I plan to inform Ty that I’m not interested in having fun with him alone in the darkened movie theater next month!

After I plan to send that Instant Message at work to him, I plan on notifying you immediately via IM of that same detail.

After I told Mom yesterday during dinner and this evening after coming home from work, she said sternly, No!

She said to let at least one person know what is going on and for them to keep an eye out on you.

So I’m giving you a heads up. It’s too bad that I may have to leave my temporary assignment because of this incident.

Again, he’s not my type. I have no feelings for him. I’m not that desperate. He’s going to be distracted. I don’t want any trouble.

I just started work that I enjoy and I kinda/sorta knew that I won’t be staying at this temp job from hell that long.

I was really hoping we’d hang out. No one needs to know. The world may be small but my passion is broad and expansive.

With lots of hisses,

Evil Kitty

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