good friday?
11:42 p.m.
I’m home. Finally.
It had been a long day, with the first of the highlights involving the longest drive of my life. I realized I still knew how to pray as I drove from our place to the nearest ATM , then to the nearest gasoline station to fuel up. Of course, I’m not so lucky. The closest ATM was out of cash, and it took me forever to remember that I still had P100 bucks in my bag to at least get me through the whole trip. I was already fronting Greenhills when it happened, just a few meters from the Caltex station and an ATM booth. By then, I had been driving for like 30 minutes and my fuel meter warning has lit up about a million times already. I had to give up rocking to good ol’ and dead Kurt Cobain, and turn off the aircon (stuff I learned from several Isuzu fuel economy runs I’ve joined.. whoopeedoo!) just to avoid the embarrassment of getting stuck in the middle of Ortigas Avenue with a dry tank.
Anyways, the fuel warning thingie lit up again just a few meters after I used up my last P100 but I was already too late for the office meeting to even bother filling up the tank again.
So there was an office meeting. Then another meeting with a former editor, who fed us lunch.. another whoopeedoo moment. Hahah!
Another downside came when my friend confronted me, though not with hostility, for allegedly forgetting his birthday. The thing is I really did not know he celebrated it yesterday. I don’t know which is more awful — forgetting your friend’s birthday, or not knowing it in the first place, considering how long you’ve known and worked with each other already. Either way, I’m really sorry (this is practically a public apology, so you should be able to forgive me already :D).
Oh drat! I’m munching on roasted peanuts and I just remembered I haven’t eaten dinner. I’ll get back on immortalizing my good Friday later..? 
November 25th, 2005 at 7:58 pm
how was the traffic?