Endorphines, Poverty, a Growing Pup, and Bad Weather

"If you don't like something, change it. If you can't change it, change your attitude. Don't complain." --Maya Maugham

I don't know who on earth she is but Jutz sent me that quote and it stuck, plastered on my tongue. Who's to stop me if i complain anyhow? That's how everybody finds out about bits of evrybody else's life anyway...

Summer's nearly here. It ought to be anyhow, yet the weather's all f*cked up so we prefer (?!) to stay cooped up in our respective hearths and get bored until we feel the need to venture out and mingle with similarly runny nosed fiends. Erm, friends. I haven't a cold and that's good.

I originally wanted to post pics in my friendster account but the PC's bogged down cos my sister's downloading some stuff so she and her bf won't have to rent CDs or pay for a movie. (Jaybee would have sniffed and said "I smell poverteeee!" and dang, she's right. ;p)

My itchies are back. Thesis writing takes a lot out of me; analysis and sh*tty bats take the words right out of my head. i lug pencil and a pad of paper anywhere I go (yep, even in mcdo) in the hopes that inspiration and analysis will strike. Oh slap me, all i get is itchy. Sigh. On top of that, i promised my adviser I'd hand over a clean copy of my Results and Discussions on Monday. Deadline's Tuesday. Oh batty watty, take me away.

I need a massage, a week of warm weather at the beach, two nights of camping out, a two way ticket to Palawan and/or Dumaguete, my own sablay, and a bright red vox. Not in that particular order though.

The pup's growing up, still barks madly at the kitties, and finally gets hair evenly on his body. Crazy dog. SHUT UP PATCH!!

Endorphines, i need you oh so badly. I wanna climb the wall. Grrr...