Sometimes doing this whole blog thing freaks me out. For instance, this morning I was thinking of what to post and it came about that I wanted to discuss what me and my honey talked about a few nights ago (or was it last night?), that I should post more detailed stuff. Then I get to read a friend's blog that absolutely gives you great details of things that have happened in the past 24 hours or so and I admire him for doing that.

When I see myself posting stuff about me, I feel like I'm on "The Real World" where people can actually get a glimpse of my life and perhaps that's really the purpose of this blog. Is so that there's a medium for mild perversion (i.e. exhibitionism). Although I won't result to much discussion on that topic, I kinda like being "read about". It adds to the thrill of living. When other people know you and read about you while you not knowing that the person beside you in a queue for getting tickets at the movies already knows part of you because he or she has read about you... err... read you!

We're playing bowling later and hopefully my average would climb up. Set up a few things for my friend's mini slumber party in a couple of weeks. Haven't told my honey yet as my friend just called me about it earlier. Honey, if you are reading this, the party's in two weeks... that week when you and your folks are out. It's just going to be an overnight thing at a hotel in Manila (Saturday-Sunday).

Funny how people miss loved ones so quickly... same as my friend who's with own honey, I miss MY honey too. We just saw each other last night but somehow, our clinginess never became too extreme. It was just right. It would always be in the right amounts.

I'm gonna de-stress before my conference call with the folks in Ireland. Argh... work is so so. Laterz.