"slumber"

I had all my thoughts collected. I've brought my "draft" papers (that includes the back of political flyers & handouts-seriously, thank you), I've asked a few hours from my significant other to have my work "come to life", I was ready. prepared. I arrived at the pc rental & noticed that only a handful of "emo"looking kids hanging out. I've thought, they must be waiting for other cutters for their daily online gaming activities. I was wrong. I asked the attendant for two hours. she quietly smiled and said, "sir, brownout po..."

Maybe I was too psyched. too excited. And all o' that changed to a much expected dismay. Hey, I won't label myself a pessimist for nuthin'.

Recent reports said that rotating brownouts are here to make our lives miserable until the end of second quarter of this year. Just about a month after the elections. And as expected, the dynamic duo Meralco/Napocor denied the accusations that it has something to do with this upcoming circus act that is the Elections. I tried to laugh about it. But it gave me a massive headache instead.

It left me no choice but to stay home, light up a cigarette - served with a cup of black coffee, took my trusty Panda ballpen, grab a piece of paper, reconstructed my thoughts and started "shootin' da shit".

In situations such as power failures, It'll generously leave you two choices: a) you leave home, rush to the nearest mall, and do nuthin' but stroll and be a marketing bait to these useless items w/c you would either regret buying later or save these items as gifts for christmas - even if it's March. or b) you appreciate the four corners of your house and do the things that has little or nothing to to do with electricity. I found the latter more challenging.

Not because i'm broke or wanted to miss the opportunity to be called a hermaphrodite for a day ("yes sir, yes mam,ano pong size?")but simply because of the fact that I appreciate the small things that these two multinational companies leave to you after they shut the electricity off while watching important "of-national-interest" shows such as Startalk or Juicy.

It's been awhile since I tried finishing a crossword puzzle from a tabloid. It splits your thinking. You'd be thinking of the answers to these Jeopardy-like questions (or answers) and at the same time, you'd be asking yourself, how do these crossword puzzle makers come up with these questions and how would they know which answers would fit for the "pahalang" and "pababa". The shaded box designs are another plus. It always remind me of Tetris.

Besides writing, I also create music. No, I don't write lyrics. I've realized that from my old band H.A.R.M. (you don't wanna know what it stands for) and as I review those abominations that I once created when I was 15, It was almost as laughable as a Gary Lising joke. Creating music with an acoustic guitar is boundless. 6 strings, 18 frets, about 50-100 chords and non-chords. Imagine the musical whirlwind you could create.

It's been an hour or two. I got tired of doing these things and playing card Solitaire. I fell asleep. In spite of the blistering heat, light sweat, the boredom lead me to a semi-sleep.

Then I felt this breeze at my bare back. I hear the neighbors cheer followed by their stereo blasting through the speakers once again. it's about fucking time.

I wanted to finish the crossword puzzle but I couldn't remember the tagalog term for swamp (it was latian- i later found out). I wanted to finish the song I started but it unintentionally sounded like a Neil Young song. I tried to go back to sleep but I felt this urge to have another hit of coffee/cigarette cancer combo. I went back to the PC rental, but when I arrived, seats were all occupied and this time, a handful of customers like me were waiting for an available station. And the "emo" looking tambays seems to have a world of their own in between power failures.