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        <title>last minute postings</title>
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                <title>Catching up</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 Nov 2008 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I really ought to post here more often.Lots of things have been happening lately. Not having posted for more than a year, that's hardly surprising. But the last two weeks have been packed with things going on.Mom is here in Manila for a visit after having left for the US...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font size="2">I really ought to post here more often.</font></p><p><font size="2">Lots of things have been happening lately. Not having posted for more than a year, that's hardly surprising. But the last two weeks have been packed with things going on.</font></p><p><font size="2">Mom is here in Manila for a visit after having left for the US nearly five years ago. She needed to have an unexpected operation and is recuperating nicely. She'll be flying back to LA on Monday and has been staying with Eyts for the past week after she checked out from the hotel last Sunday. Because of the surgery, she wasn't able to go around much. But I hope she enjoyed herself.</font></p><p><font size="2">My work notebook has been upgraded into a slimmer, lighter, core 2 duo subnotebook. It's still a Dell, so the display isn't anything to write home about, but at least it's more powerful than my previous machine and has more harddisk space.</font></p><p><font size="2">I'm currently drooling over a newly released Samsung phone. It's a clamshell (because I'm obsessed with clamshells). But the best part is, it's got a fully touchable external display. I so want it, I so want it, I so want it. But hubby and I've just been talking about needing to save up so we could start our business. Oh, I hope I could resist snapping it up when we pick up hubby's PS3 tomorrow.&nbsp;</font></p><p><font size="2">Getting the PS3 was a planned expense. The new Samsung phone isn't. Grrrrr! But I think I'll be staying up nights thinking about it. Grrrrrr!!</font></p><p><font size="2">Siopao's turning two years old this month! He still wears a kittenish face every once in a while (most often when he wants his neck skritch or catnip pinch), but he's generally more laid back and subdued now (haha! I couldn't bring myself to say "regal" because he's really such a goofy cat).&nbsp;</font></p><p><font size="2">That's it for me on catching up. I do hope to update this bloggie more often. </font></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>siopao</title>
                <link>http://aisling.i.ph/blogs/aisling/?p=10</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2007 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Though still quite far from becoming actual parents, domestic life has had some interesting changes lately after we&#39;ve brought the new meowler home. This is Siopao, our six-month-old furball. The pet store called him a Persian, but for a shop that deals mainly in reptiles, I think that ranks them...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://aisling.i.ph/photo/108/133"><img src="http://aisling.i.ph/photo/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=134" align="left" border="0" /></a> Though still quite far from becoming actual parents, domestic life has had some interesting changes lately after we&#39;ve brought the new meowler home. This is Siopao, our six-month-old furball. The pet store called him a Persian, but for a shop that deals mainly in reptiles, I think that ranks them low in the credibility department -- especially when you kind of get an inkling that the owner thinks cats are just a smaller breed of dog. </p><p>The idea of getting a cat started out with a joke of a name. Siopao is a local meat bun that was rumored to have been filled with cat meat a few years back. So see, white and fluffy on the outside, meaty on the inside, and a dot that marks it as bola-bola.<br /></p><p>I think he looks like a ragamuffin, but he doesn&#39;t go limp when you pick him up (one of the striking characteristics of ragamuffins). In fact, most times he goes all sorts of puppy: follows you around, plays catch, pants and lolls his tongue when he gets excited over a game. Whatever breed he actually is, he&#39;s gorgeous and knows it. </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>thankful</title>
                <link>http://aisling.i.ph/blogs/aisling/?p=9</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 23:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I haven&#39;t updated in the last month. Doesn&#39;t mean though that life&#39;s been dull, in fact things have been quite the opposite.Right now, I&#39;ve a lot to be thankful for - there&#39;s Sulley, who happily putters about in the kitchen and never runs out of patience with me; our comfy...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[I haven&#39;t updated in the last month. Doesn&#39;t mean though that life&#39;s been dull, in fact things have been quite the opposite.<br /><br />Right now, I&#39;ve a lot to be thankful for - there&#39;s Sulley, who happily putters about in the kitchen and never runs out of patience with me; our comfy home, where we gather with friends; mom, who sent unexpected help when we badly needed it; and at long last, a great workplace, where I think I&#39;d finally like to take root.<br /><br />Just one or two of those is already a lot to be thankful for, and yet here I have so much.<br /><br />thank you<br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>take the pliers away!</title>
                <link>http://aisling.i.ph/blogs/aisling/?p=8</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[This&#39;ll be all about a rotten tooth, but I just have to rant. I had a tiny cavity on the far corner of my upper molar, it started about ten years ago. When I showed it to my dentist, she promptly dived for her pliers and said the tooth had...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[This&#39;ll be all about a rotten tooth, but I just have to rant. <br /><br />I had a tiny cavity on the far corner of my upper molar, it started about ten years ago. When I showed it to my dentist, she promptly dived for her pliers and said the tooth had to come off or else it&#39;ll cause me a lot of trouble in the future. The spot was too far back that not even the smallest drill could get to it, she said.<br /><br />Since the very idea was trouble enough for me right then, I decided to make a run for it and see if my will-power was enough to make the inevitable go away. I&#39;d have succeeded too , I think, if only the tooth didn&#39;t slowly get chipped off while the years trudged on, so that up until last night, there was only just a small, harmless stub of bone left where the molar used to be. <br /><br />Right now, the same little stub is still there, but it has gone from harmless to stark raving lunatic with an army of furious hornets shooting up my brain. Occassionally, when it&#39;s feeling charitable, it just throbs, like a bashed thumb on steroids.<br /><br />The inevitable has caught up with me. But now the pliers will have less real estate to latch on to, so I&#39;ll have to be strapped down for dental surgery.<br /><br />Makes me want to curse practically everything sweet that has, incidentally, been my primary source of brain juice for the past ten years.<br /><br />But the next saccharine thing I lay my hands on, I know I&#39;ll still want to eat anyway.<br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>budget management</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 18:09:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[This evil pacman gobbles measly cheese is a product of putting my newly acquired spreadsheet tricks to work on our monthly budget at home.Just last year, I&#39;d have looked at this, said work hard, party hard, and left that sorry bit of left over cheese to its fate. But after...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://aisling.i.ph/photo/calliope.php?g2_view=core.ShowItem&g2_itemId=123"><img align="left" border="0" src="http://aisling.i.ph/photo/calliope.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=123" /></a> This <em>evil pacman gobbles measly cheese</em> is a product of putting my newly acquired spreadsheet tricks to work on our monthly budget at home.<br /><br />Just last year, I&#39;d have looked at this, said <em>work hard, party hard</em>, and left that sorry bit of left over cheese to its fate. But after this year&#39;s blunt and brutal reality check, I don&#39;t think Sulley and I could ever go back to spending obscene amounts of money each month on incidental dine outs and pizza deliveries just because we&#39;re too lazy to wash a few pots and cook ourselves a proper meal.<br /><br />It&#39;s somewhat frightening how, even after five years of married life, we still spend like singles who live with their old folks and have no financial responsibilities whatsoever. In our case, since Sulley and I are both busy on weekdays, it&#39;s a hassle to have to cook dinner after a long, tiring day at work. <br /><br />But when we sat down to add up our expenses and found that we were spending practically P15,000 a month on food deliveries alone (excluding our daily lunch money and the usual weekly grocery), it was like a hammer in the head.<br /><br />Yes we both work hard and deserve to pamper ourselves some, but P15k is almost double the government mandated minimum monthly wage. You could hire four maids with it who&#39;ll cook and keep house so you could eat off your shiny, clean floors if you really feel like it. But the thing is, I like our nice and quiet, good-for-two-people setup. Besides, with no regular TV channels and no one else to talk to, any household help we hire might start clawing the walls within 48 hours out of sheer boredom.<br /><br />At least now we know where the money pit is. And starting this month, I think things will improve. Even without the pie chart to look at, we&#39;ve both been putting in a lot of effort lately into spending smarter.<br /><br />Frugality does build character, I guess, true as the saying goes.<br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>disjointed</title>
                <link>http://aisling.i.ph/blogs/aisling/?p=6</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Haven&#39;t had much sleep last night. Woke up at midnight, fell back asleep at 5am. Could barely drag myself out of bed. Didn&#39;t get to work on time. Got off the wrong floor on my way to the office. Had to take the stairs the rest of the way up....]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[Haven&#39;t had much sleep last night. Woke up at midnight, fell back asleep at 5am. Could barely drag myself out of bed. Didn&#39;t get to work on time. <br /><br />Got off the wrong floor on my way to the office. Had to take the stairs the rest of the way up. Good thing my workstation&#39;s just at the third floor. Still, one of the managers who was with me in the elevator had a good, long laugh after I finally caught up to him at the third floor lobby, half running and gasping for air .<br /><br />Will cross my fingers as I leave for Makati in five minutes. Another meeting that might decide my future. Hope it&#39;ll be promising. Wish me luck!<br />]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>this nerd thinks Excel is fun</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Aug 2006 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Today was long and busy. I didn&#39;t think I&#39;d get to finish all my documention assignments. But happy thing was, come 6PM, my charts were all done! Working in Excel is unexpectedly fun. I think my graphs looked moderately nice -- or at the very least, eye-catching. For someone who...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today was long and busy. I didn&#39;t think I&#39;d get to finish all my documention assignments. But happy thing was, come 6PM, my charts were all done!<br /> </p><p>Working in Excel is unexpectedly fun. I think my graphs looked moderately nice -- or at the very least, eye-catching. For someone who used to do just simple monthly household budget basics on a spreadsheet, I give myself a pat on the back for today&#39;s work. </p><p>Just last week, a friend was saying how he had also been tasked to do a lot of Excel documentation work for a time until it got to a point where his graphs could pretty much do the spreadsheet equivalent of a full song-and-dance number. The kind of documentation work I do right now doesn&#39;t contribute much to my portfolio. But hey, I&#39;m having fun and it pays the bills, so I&#39;m not about to complain.<br /></p><p align="center">*&nbsp; *&nbsp; *&nbsp;</p><p>Tonight&#39;s dinner is Sulley&#39;s famous adobo. The soy sauce and vinegar smell usually gets so strong, it sticks to the walls for about half a day. But Sulley&#39;s adobo is goo-oooh-ooood! He lets it simmer for quite a bit, too, so the meat gets really tender and just about melts in your mouth. Yum!</p><p>He&#39;s made tasty additions to his repertoire recently, too. Yesterday, we had chicken curry fried rice and chopsuey. Before that, a couple of days back, it was chicken croquettes.</p>And while he putters about in the kitchen, this lazy wife is busy tweaking her new blog. Hehehe...sometimes I really wonder what I&#39;d signed away in blood to get this lucky.]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>weekends are for oversleeping</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Aug 2006 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[It has been a lazy, lazy, lazy weekend. Woke up just before noon, had lunch, watched a couple of Kekkon Dekinai Otoko episodes, raided the kitchen for more edibles and generally ambled about like a shamelessly overfed cat. Life&#39;s great when you get D-Addicts english sub releases for three episodes...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It has been a lazy, lazy, lazy weekend. Woke up just before noon, had lunch, watched a couple of <a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Kekkon_Dekinai_Otoko">Kekkon Dekinai Otoko</a> episodes, raided the kitchen for more edibles and generally ambled about like a shamelessly overfed cat. Life&#39;s great when you get <a href="http://www.d-addicts.com/">D-Addicts</a> english sub releases for three episodes in one sitting over a bowl of Japanese-style ground beef curry.</p><p>Last Friday, the company I&#39;m currently applying at started doing some serious background check and called each of the references listed in the application form I filled out. They even dropped by my home address for an unannounced interview with Sulley. It was lucky he was home at the time. But he also happened to be resting, so the lobby guard turned the interviewer away -- with good reason.<br /> </p><p>The pre-employment background check was done by a third party company, which I hear was pretty costly. I take it this means they&#39;re serious about hiring me, right? </p><p>I&#39;ve had companies who&#39;ve called my character references before as part of the pre-employment screening process. This was the first time, though, that someone actually went to my home to, i dunno, find out if I kept a 15-foot shark in my livingroom?<br /><br />Amazingly thorough, if a little kind of freaky. </p><p>But I like this company, so I do hope that for all it&#39;s worth, they&#39;d offer me a good package. Am keeping my fingers crossed in the meantime. Oooh, I hope there&#39;ll be good news to write about soon.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>learning curve</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 23:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Using i.ph definitely takes some getting used to. In a lot of ways, the interface is plenty powerful compared to the blog sites I&#39;ve tried in the past. But in certain odd instances, getting my new blog to behave itself is starting to get frustrating.I&#39;ve been obsessively tweaking my settings...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Using i.ph definitely takes some getting used to. In a lot of ways, the interface is plenty powerful compared to the blog sites I&#39;ve tried in the past. But in certain odd instances, getting my new blog to behave itself is starting to get frustrating.</p><p>I&#39;ve been obsessively tweaking my settings for the past two days. Still, I couldn&#39;t seem to find my way around doing some pretty basic stuff, like posting photos in my image gallery and such. What&#39;s up with that? </p><p>The site&#39;s a great piece of work, don&#39;t get me wrong. It would be nice though to have something other than &quot;download gallery remote&quot; in the iGallery section. There&#39;s probably an explanation to this somewhere in the forums, but I&#39;m just too lazy to type up a search at the moment.</p><p>Speaking of lazy, going to the gym seems to be a fad these days, along with playing badminton and having spa treatments. This morning, the guys at work were complaining of muscle pains after starting their gym routine the day before. Here in the building where I live, residents get free use of the 15th floor gym. And from what people say, there seems to be some pretty adequate equipment in there. </p>I&#39;ve only been inside the gym once to use the weighing scale -- not a memorable experience. So I don&#39;t really get how lifting metal plates or doing an hour&#39;s walk without getting anywhere could actually be enjoyable. One of these days I&#39;ll give it a try just to see what all the fuss is about if the urge to stay on the couch doesn&#39;t win out.]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>slow day</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 22 Aug 2006 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Today&#39;s shaping up to be another uneventful day, which is good. I like uneventful; there&#39;s no running around, and you get to spend the day looking like you&#39;re hard at work. One of the reasons I decided not to become a newspaper journalist is because, aside from being allergic to...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[Today&#39;s shaping up to be another uneventful day, which is good. I like uneventful; there&#39;s no running around, and you get to spend the day looking like you&#39;re hard at work. One of the reasons I decided not to become a newspaper journalist is because, aside from being allergic to extreme deadlines, tear gas and airborne riot batons, I enjoy keeping my behind where I currently happen to sit.<br /><br />People have unique ways of dealing with slow, lazy afternoons at work. The guy who sits to my right has turned to rapping with no pattern or meter in a self-learned language of orcs. Now he&#39;s banging his head. I&#39;m not sure if it&#39;s some form of mystic dance, but just before that he was having an animated discussion with his monitor.<br /><br /><div align="center">* * *<br /></div><br />This morning, I got a call from one of the lawyers I used to work with in L.A. I&#39;ve been worrying that he might not remember me anymore since we haven&#39;t spoken in six years. But he called to say hello and we talked for a bit about how the folks from the old office are doing. Great guy. Turns out he&#39;s been living in Manila for a year already.<br /><br />It&#39;s fascinating how some people could manage to stay in touch with old acquaintances. To someone who habitually switches addresses every year or so, that could be a real challenge though.]]></content:encoded>
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