nuggets

after 2 grueling weeks, i finally finished the write-up for cmmi in my office. i was asked to write about cmmi because we are undergoing a re-certification and is scrutinizing and revamping almost all of our processes. lots of people (engineers, who else) are at arms with the change and would be changes. i think they have been too familiar with not having a process. it’s my familiarity with the standards and lucid disgust of ineffective and inefficient process that made them think i’m the best person to do it.

anyhoo, i am proud to say that i haven’t gotten out of my apartment last weekend except the time i have to buy dinner. yes, i didn’t go out and wasn’t tempted to do so. i was with rocky all day, playing with him,  reading my current book to him and researching for his new vet. he has grown so much becoming more nimble and confident. he almost chewed my vintage gucci boston bag but settled with my beany collection. i have to dog proof my house which i will do next week. praying that my stuff will last that long before rocky run amuck and start rummaging every nook and cranny of my apartment. am still trying to find out dog friendly restaurants and coffee shops so i can bring him with me when meeting friends and reading my books. i do miss having late lunch with friends and catching up with our week.

i’m styling 6 male models for this reality tv show. we’re looking for the image model of a known brand. can’t divulge much detail yet since it’s not airing and we’re in pre-production yet. we’ve finished the auditions and narrowed the models to the final 6. initial episode is now in the editing room and should be shown anytime soon; i’m now back on the drawing board for the finale styling. it’s difficult to style outside your style zone. i’m so used to style fierce, coutured, highly editorial look that i find it difficult doing commercial. then again the money is in the commercial world.

listening to:
Waiting For My Rocket To Come - Jason Mraz : You And I Both

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meet rocky.

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.