welcome me.

i'm back.

i'm back to my other universe..the one that makes me believe that i am a powerful, influential money making individual, the one that pays me to bullshit people. haha! how interesting. i describe myself as a heartless cruel person getting rich by being a heartless cruel person. evil.

i've been sheltered for the past few weeks...like i was relaxing but really i wasn't. i was transported to my alternate universe, and i haven't been there for a while. it was relaxing in a way though, not being in front of the pc and not having to talk to people you don't really wanna talk to. i spent the past weeks in the hospital. while my kid was recuperating, i was too...from unwanted stress, unfounded fears, adulterated passion (waaah!!! this doesn't sound too harmful...) regaining my strength only to lose it again. oh well...that sounds good enough for me.

i had coffee with a friend last night, before heading for work. it was a nice night to have coffee, and it was nice to spend time with someone who appreciated me. not that i love hanging out with people who dont appreciate me. i had been feeling bluesy these past days.. knowing i wasn't the only one was assuring. so i dont kn0w if it was just my cafe mocha or i was anxious to get back to work - i felt jittery stepping out of the cab infront of my building.

a phone call away is my future, hopefully. this cool friend was nice enough to hook me up with a person who could make me rich..hehehe. hopefully soon, though, coz i have lots to buy!! i think i'm a potential shopaholic. tsk. well, still i think i'm a sensible shopaholic. so that's not really bad, is it?