So I decided not to go to work today because I don’t want to. Monday was too sh!t crazy for me to go back out there in the jungle the next day after. It’s just too soon. Saw something weird on TV before I fell asleep last night. Beyonce was running and singing ‘You Oughta Know’. I think it was at the Grammy’s. Her clothes were too fab for that song. She is too fab for that song. How I miss grunge. The music that came along with the plaids, corduroys and torn jeans were the music that I still know by heart until today. Damn you Kurt!
B works in a hospital which is just a good 15-minute walk away from where we are renting and she has been pampered with that luxury for 2 years. She got assigned for 5 months to a hell of a hospital in the bowels of gritty Manila so starting yesterday, she will be riding with me in the MRT every morning. Monday was too harsh. B is still in denial of the modes of transportation that she has to use so she automatically shut down and refused to go out to work today too. I totally understand her. It’s an episode of Twilight Zone for me whenever I waste my time riding the train. Who am I kidding. It’s a freaking marathon from the time I sit in a cubicle until I get home. Hell even my lunch breaks are mini episodes.
Ah. Tuesday. See you slackers at the mall!