antique or archaic? you decide. a 128MB memory with a shared 8MB onboard display adapter. i though i’d never see/encounter such, such history. here it is mocking me with its slow response time and gentle  and meek keyboard reply.

i was looking forward for this airport lounge rendezvous; the freshly brewed coffee and real 100% juice, continental breakfast, internet, cute/hot guys in business suite. i just can’t wait for the boarding time. hopefully this would be an uneventful trip.

i miss rocky na…

at the nwa lounge wondering why i am here.

i’ve packed very light, just 1 big luggage. i was planning for just a hand carry, but it’s winter and i’ll pass by snow covered streets of new york. so it’s miami, new york, san francisco, vegas then los angeles. hopefully that 1 big luggage have enough space to last me for a month. i’m looking forward to walking rocky in the central park, snow and all; i’ve always loved central park and now i have more reasons to love it even more. next post, most probably in detroit, 5 hour layover. thank god for airport lounge.

listening to:
We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things. – Jason Mraz: Butterfly

to give you a crash course in the outsourcing business that the global economy is so much into, i will attempt to explain to you in not so much words. put your businessman hat on. in a world of technology surplus and free enterprise, a business tends to do what it knows best, its business. so a big manufacturing firm will continue to manufacture tubes of toothpaste and bars of soap and what not, as it tries all its might to keep-up with the technology that enables its business. most of the time there’s a big lag, afterall they made billions making soap, not elegant technology solutions. in comes the outsourcing companies, with a promise to deliver all their i.t. needs in a fraction of what they are spending on. to make it even more attractive, they put in s.l.a.s (service level agreement) that fines these outsourcing vendors once they fail their promise of good service. if you’re going to ask how come it would cost less to deliver the same service and still make a profit out of it, outsourcing companies has a clever little model.

the outsourcing model has 2 business groups, the consulting group that generates business (clients) and promises to make their lives much easier and the delivery centers who breaks their backs to make it happen. these consulting groups are what we call the profit center, their bottomline is profit; profit, profit, profit. they might even throw in a bone, or their first born just to get the deal as they are measured in how much revenue they generate for the business. the muscles to this engine are the delivery centers, the one that get things done. they operate in a cost center model. they don’t care about the profit, all they want is to past all costs to someone, a project, an account, to anyone and they’re happy. as long as its people is doing something for someone, it’s all good. idle hands, or people, are not the devil’s playground,  they’re unwanted. a delivery center is measured  in many ways like utilization rate, productivity rate and all those hoopla, but the bottomline is the rate card; how much will it cost for a business (profit center guys) to engage folks from the delivery center. so a consulting office will get businesses for a price, then get people from the delivery centers to do it, do a complex math (bid price – delivery cost) and he gets his margin (profit). although it’s not as easy as that, but you get the picture. delivery centers are low cost like the philippines, india and china that allows these deals to turn out a profit.

starting monday, i’ll be part of this big mechanism to centralize technology expertise for the global office. it’s like a gear that churns the engine of global netizenship to full throttle. this is the/my culminating step to become the ultimate corporate drone; a global master that feeds on people’s happiness, life essences and hope. what little i have left of it anyway.

listening to:
Stardust… The Great American Songbook, Volume III – Rod Stewart: Baby, It’s Cold Outside

can’t wait! see you next week, now signing off.

listening to:
Jagged Little Pills – Alanis Morisette: Head Over Feet

he’s only 20 but already an accomplished diver. watching his event, i was expecting him to bag the silver during the 5th round with him 34 points behind the 1st (china, no surprise) and a 2 point lead over the 3rd (russia) who ranked 1st at the world meet. after a disappointing final dive by china, and a 102 points dive by russia, i was at the edge of my day bed; he can easily lose the silver and settle for the bronze. but my matty (feeling close) pulled out the big gun, a 3.8 difficulty 2-1/2 back somersault, 2-1/2 twist to seal the gold medal around his neck. it was an exceptional dive with 4 perfect 10s and a 9.5 earning him a 112.1 points, the highest single dive score in the olympic history! it was such an elating feeling seeing him as he discovered he won the gold. he was crying his eyes out, you can feel his emotions, his happiness. i wanted to actually hug and congratulate him, but of course i can’t, he’s that likable. i’m no diving fan, i like synchronized swimming (that was won by the deserving russian team) and women’s gymnastics, but matty made a convert out of me.

ain’t he hot? he’s with a partner, too bad. aussies are really hot, that’s why i’m planning to move there and bag myself a matthew.

listening to:
Ultimate Kylie – Kylie Minogue & Robbie Williams: Kids (Radio Edit)

he’s named after the boyfriend of my friend who is a dog lover and persuaded me to get one. i originally named him void pointer after the most powerful data type in the known world, void (if you’ll argue that void is not a data type, read this) but that seemed too geeky for such a cutie. i know i’ve made an earlier comment about dog’s neediness and picking up after them. however when i saw his face peering through the space between the bars of his cage, i fell smitten in love with him. though i later found out that he’s a he, i don’t mind his gender nor his sexual preference . his cute little face begging me to take him home.

he’s a 2 month old chow-chow, pure bred. right after rocky got into my apartment, he pooped at the door. of course i picked it up and i didn’t really mind. he’s now in his cage resting, he likes it there. i keep the cage open so if he wants to wander around the apartment. i’ve blocked my calendar coinciding with his vet and grooming schedules. i have all my shoes and bags at the second floor away from chewing machine rocky. hopefully he’ll stop chewing on the cable; i’m afraid he’ll get electrocuted with the power cords. i’m now looking for a good vet and dog spas near my place. anything for rocky…

by the way, if you know a good dog whisperer, do send me a shout out.

If I were a flower growing wild and free
All I’d want is you to be my sweet honey bee.
And if I were a tree growing tall and green
All I’d want is you to shade me and be my leaves

All I want is you, will you be my bride
Take me by the hand and stand by my side
All I want is you, will you stay with me?
Hold me in your arms and sway me like the sea.

If you were a river in the mountains tall,
The rumble of your water would be my call.
If you were the winter, I know I’d be the snow
As long as you were with me, let the cold wind blow

If you were a wink, I’d be a nod
If you were a seed, I’d be a pod.
If you were the floor, I’d wanna be the rug
And if you were a kiss, I know I’d be a hug

If you were the wood, I’d be the fire.
If you were the love, I’d be the desire.
If you were a castle, I’d be your moat,
if you were an ocean, i‘d learn to float [download here]

i have to say that even though i never did look forward to the holidays, more so the long break, i did enjoy having our moments as a family. i love my relationship with my mom; there’s no more taboo between us, even sex and sexuality. having my sisters with us, we talked about almost everything, our childhood, growing up, favoritism that until now mom wouldn’t admit having. by the way, i’m the least favorite. we’ve also talked about the inevitable future, mom leaving to the u.s. to migrate and mom’s favorite topic, me and my spending no existent savings. i drained my so called savings when i went plastic happy at union square and madison avenue at my last trip. it gave me a sense of family that i have not felt for a long time. i have to blame myself for that, choosing work over.i felt a little sentimental, this would be our last christmas together since mom is migrating and i am not big at family gatherings…

-oOo-

i share dats‘ sentiments and feeling, sometimes, if not most, i feel like giving up. but why bother with all those questions and ifs and what not, i’m done questioning, enough with the questions (channeling my inner carrie in season 6), it’s time to do. 

listening to:
Affection – Lisa Stansfield: All Around The World