karmic.balance?

last week, my couple-days-old zen had to be RMA'd (sent back to the supplier for warranty claims). why? I dropped it waist-high on a carpet floor. harmless right? well, not if by pure luck, your zen drops vertically and ends up hitting one of the thin but o so solid steel leg of an office chair! this injury rendered the zen useless and for that reason, i had to take it back to the store hoping that they wouldn't notice the massive bump on the side. now i have to wait for the replacement to arrive.

that weekend, t'was the championship game between sta. lucia and purefoods. i'm not a pba fan but there's something nice about watching the game live. i don't know if it's the screaming fans, the flaming gay "cheerleaders" from each camp dissing each other, the lighting of the court on araneta, the celebrities on the sidelines, or the seats we keep getting. wait, that's it, i'm sure that was due to the seats! one was ringside, the other courtside and for the final game we were hooked up for ringside again...all these for free!

so there i was, taking a break from working straight from friday to sunday evening just to watch the game. i was all set...then...it rained. we had to wait for the rain to subside and when it did, we were off. outside, while waiting for a cab to hail, it rained again. then once we got into the cab and gave our destination, our driver used a shortcut that was like the rube goldberg of shortcuts. so after 30 mins of maneuvering the streets, we were just a few blocks away from the house. finally, we got there. the coliseum was packed! packed to a point where people from outside the gates we're harassing people from inside to give them their used tickets in an effort to reason their way in. there we were, asking ushers where our seats were...stairs? wait, stairs mean we had not-so-in-james-yap's-face seats! it's ok, at least we were there and could see the action still. upper box door...all people were standing, and i was told by the usher that upper box means that it's no reserved seating...fuck! reserved seats for me is one of man's greatest concepts since i hate lining up with crowds, i despise standing around scanning for free seats, and i am perpetually late. visibility was zero from this vantage point so we decided to just give up and eat our way to redemption at the nearby gateway mall. sta. lucia was victorious and i was happy that the uglies won over the hunk wannabees! i always go for the underdogs.

fast-forward to today. i decided to bring my portable HDD because an office mate was asking for a copy of the tv series Dexter and i was thinking of keeping that HDD in the office for when the zen arrives, i could transfer media right away...

i left my man pouch where i keep my portable HDD on the cab!!!!

no curse words i can conjure up could appease what i'm feeling right now. everything from the first time i was able to save a file... high school... college... sykes... college again... SPL... SMITS... to my current company, in short, MY LIFE IN ITS BINARY EQUIVALENT. installers, projects, documents, photos, entire video and music library, and a gazillion of others. and no, i didn't have it backed up anywhere else!

and these is just a minuscule of what i have been though, tip of the iceberg, not even scratching the surface, yaddi-yadda. i've just been too lazy and too tired to keep track of every single punch in the crotch i've taken in. it's like i have this curse. i have had nothing but this string of bad bad bad worst fucking luck. i am hopelessly waiting for it to just pass and turn for the better. bright side? what bright side...




grammatical errors? bite me. too fuckin spaced out to think straight!