There is this blog just recently created. It's about some comic strip this guy is making. Personally I think he is an idiot. But his work is good......

www.devolutioninc.blogdrive.com

check it out....wait...I think I know this guy...hmmmnnn he sound suspicious.

Hmmm... plenty of things to think about in the future now that I am practically resigned. 48 days more to go from now and I will be back home in "Las Islas De Filipinas".

Things to do:

1. Couple of business possibilities: Net cafe cum business center / Laundry / Fishpond or construction business partnership with novias sister.

2. School: Got to learn Basic Accounting, re orient myself with 3d Studio but I also need  a certification with either Spanish or Italian. Since I put in my resume that I can speak conversationally with both language. I still need that certification. Dumbass.

3. Settle some legal matters. Wow this is going to be sketchy.... some familiy matters too. Break the glass and step on it.

4. Arrange myself with novia in condo. Probably she'll be overwhelmed with all the junk and big boy toys I got.  But at least we'll have a refrigerator. Whole lotta loving gonna happen!

5. Go to Davao and meet her mom and siblings and particularly my future biz partner her sis. I think novia is also going to check out my interaction with her....She's going to be keeping her eye on me. Thinks I will be seduced with her sisters' charm.  If anything I am a perennial asshole retard. Only novia could ever want a man like me.

6. Decide finally which business it is I am going to go for. If worse comes to worse. I will be on a long vacation then capitulate and accept my boss's alternative of working in Qatar.

But in between this I'll hopefully be witnessing my girlfriends' conversion and baptismal into the Roman Catholic Church. Then we will get married soon after when legal matters are settled.

I don't ever want to leave her again. The past six months of separation have been very diffucult, I guess more so for her. But the feeling is mutual. IF I ever go back abroad, I'll have to bring her with me. I can never leave her. I should've married her earlier. I should've realized sooner when I met her 4 years ago, that she was in fact the woman I should've married.

I just quit my job today! Damn it felt good. I am flying into the unknown and in 2 months will be one of the many unemployed citizens of the Republic of the Philippines. After 10 years of service and thousands of dollars remitted. I am finally taking the plunge into the unknown waters of unemployment. It will be murky, more to the point, bleak. But I know there will be a light shining o'er the yonder and a hand to hold beside me. A smile that will say we can get through the trials. A kiss that will confirm the righteousness of my tribulations. 

There is a cloud in the silver lining of course. Reverse that. My boss doesn't want to end the relationship. If in 6 months I decide to come back, I can. Even in a better or different location. Qatar. Well I might just see Qatar again.

I almost became a victim of a phone snatching after I left from the net cafe. I was walking down the street, turned the corner and this car came slowing down. Naturally it had to since it was a crossing. Nothing out of the ordinary until the driver reached out and grabbed my hand that held the cellphone and tried to steal it. Fortunately I am left handed and I masturbate a lot so my grip on the phone was solid as a cock. He wasn't able to pry it out of my hands so he let go and sped away almost hitting another car. I noticed that there was another guy in the driverside seat.

I wasn't mad at the attempt. But I resisted the urge to chase them down the street. Man and car have different speeds. I was frustrated at how dumb these dudes were. If they really knew what to do, the driver would've just driven and the other guy should be in the backseat doing the grab. Dude's were dumb. If I catch them again I'll teach 'em the proper snatch and grab technique.

We've got a stove now? We've got cooking pots too! All that is left to fill the place is me.

I wished I was there now.

Watched  Windtalkers on the couch last night. Then the cat started walking around me. It finally decided to position itself on the top of my head and began in earnest to lick my hair. It felt good though so I let him. Well I was worried about the cat saliva smell so I decided after he finished licking my head to take a bath. It was sort of like a bonding process. When I started to get up he grabbed my head with both forelegs and it's claws digging into my skin like it was saying "I aint finished with you yet." Eventually he stopped  and stayed and rested his head on my forehead and started purring. Later on he left. I got up. Took a bath and came back to the couch. Damned cat came back to and again started to smell my head. It's shampoo now bastard!

Cats' tongue is rough like sand paper. The better to lick of scraps of meat from a bone. Imagine if this pussy started to lick pussy. There'd be none left of that kitty button.

[quote]I dream of a feline carcass lying in the side of the road. Its form grotesque with its defiant fangs showing but joined with the helpless look of a distorted face and extended tongue in pain that I'm sure faded as quickly as death took over. I turned it over and balked at the sight that I knew would be there emanating from the reeking carcass. Maggots, white as cooked rice came crawling out and feasted on the rotting mixture of coagulated blood, flesh, feces and bacteria. Some were reddish or brownish when emerging from the depths. I stood and stared still. A car pulled over my side thinking I was a hitchhiker. He leaned to his side as I bent over to his window. He asked where I was headed. I answered "heaven" and I pulled out my gun and shot the man in the head. This was a happy day. [/quote]

Being this far makes us realize that nothing is worth the pain of separation. I cannot fathom a life without you. I would rather that I have you beside me than all the riches in this world. Though a bit of money wouldn't hurt. J Yes it does torment me as much as it does you. Everyday I awake; I wish to be in a place with you. I am like a ghost. I go through the days like a ghost goes through walls.

I was in the elevator with this guy going up my apartment. He was kinda old. Like 55 years or so. He seems to have seen too many summers in the Arabian sun. I don't want to be like him. I don't want to stay in this country that long. 10 years is enough.

Suffice it to say that I have less work nowadays. Well it's because of time management. J Yes. I do know how to do that. Especially now that I do have little work, my job is a lot easier now then when I was in design. So I slack off from work. I get bored easily. Yet I do not want to exert much effort or be any more industrious than I am not. I just have several months to go. This is in military terms, "downtime". I'm just going through the motions of my duties. If I can get away with it, I will. I'm just biding my time to be in the legal right. So I can leave in a professional manner with no broken glass and jaws but only of egos and pride. Whose I cannot tell? I made my decision.

Here I am raring to go. June 29 is set in my calendar. Only 3 people know I am finally leaving this company, this crappy country in fact. Just because they have a national anthem does not make them a country. They speak their language like they have phlegm. Half my stuff is packed in boxes. When I have nothing to do, my mind drifts towards daydreams of you of what was - what is and what will be. As I dream, so do you. I wouldn't be surprised if we dream together or dream the same thing. You're moving out of your place and I will be moving into your life. That life we will build together. It won't be all fun all the time like the last time I was there. There will be serious issues and trials. But what makes me confident about it is that I will be facing them with you. We'll be together.

What would be more pathetic than a Filipino lying dead in an alley in Al Khobar because he choked on an M&M peanut? The thought occured to me as I was munching on a small bag of M&M and I almost choked on one because I stepped in a pot hole. If I died there nobody would notice me for the next 2 days. That's ugly.

Got a raise last month. Sucks coz it didn't even reach 5%. I'm protesting it and asked not to apply this to my pay anymore. So now I'm trying to get fired so I can go home and be with my girlfriend.

Aida approaches me and tells me that her brother, who occupies the other room is going to be sent to Riyadh in a month. Without him, we wont be able to maintain the expensive apartment. So they'll have to leave by end of the semi annual contract. Which means by the end of June. It could hava not come at a better time since I was hesistant in telling them that I had plans to leave. I wanted to find a replacement for me so I don't leave them hanging in the air. So this provided me an out. Then this morning, my colleague told me that he's been thinking about leaving in a couple of months. Just a month ahead of me. Seems that little things are falling into place.

Yes, that's how I feel about it too.

I realized that I have now 6 boxes in my room. 1 is packed with my books. But I still have 1 box of books worth to pack. I have 2 boxes of my built models. I still have 1 box of models more to go. That's not counting the 56 un-built boxes of models I have. Then you have the half-built models. The rest are just a mishmash of junk. I even have a violin! I don't even know how to play that fucking violin. The PC makes up the rest. So there you are. Packed and raring to go! I still have my clothes to pack too by the way.

So that is it. I am now more than ever prepared to leave Saudi and stay wherever we both are.

We went to Bahrain for the weekend! I was looking forward for the liquid gold to burn my throat. Finally arrived and went straight to the watering hole like I had just come from the dessert, which of course I did. But how come boys night out isn't as fun anymore. Though I did have more fun than I would've if I just stayed in Saudi.