I would like to thank Book 3 of the Twilight series for my eyebags.
One of the three failed attempts at today's experimental layogenic pose.
And our birthday Biboy, seemingly shocked that we are all ogling at him.
NOT a good idea to stay up 'til past 5AM, reading Eclipse (Book 3). Came to work looking and feeling like an addict, all foggy-brained and groggy-eyed. Barely made it in time for my 10:30AM Ariel presentation (lakas ng loob magpuyat, may presentation pala, buti na lang telecon - eyebags not visible). Harassed the BBI girl for a cup of instant coffee the minute I got to the office (HYSTERICAL TRIXIE: NASAAN. ANG. KAPE??? INSTANT NA NGA LANG, NAUBUSAN PA TAYO???!!!), then scurried away for more important matters: to Market! Market! to buy my dear friend from our old McCann days, Biboy, a birthday cake. In the darkest chocolate money could buy (which, fortunately, was available in value-for-money Goldilocks). Even had Chin draw Biboy's face on the cake, for the Goldilocks crew to just trace with their blue icing.
BOB GUERRERO (FOR WHOSE BIRTHDAY, WE BOUGHT A BOTTLE EACH OF COSSACK AND ABSOLUT VODKA): You're really thoughtful, 'no?
TRIXIE (SCREAMING): Well SOMEONE has to be thoughtful around here!!!
All that, while squeezing in two revised scripts for Ariel, getting the mpegs for our Cannes entries in order, filling up the entry forms and crafting the writeups.
Hmmm... not bad for a zombie. Tonight, I start on Book 4.
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