Woke up too early. More or less 4am, and right now I'm still a bit groggy. I'm kinda developing this ability to wake up at about 4 to 4:30 in the morning just to go to the bathroom. jeez.
So Tom and I were having our breakfast, he was speeding away, zooming through his sisig special (not too early for sisig, y'know!) and adobong camote tops when up in the tv comes Marlene Aguilar, all cooked to brown perfection (sorry 'bout that.. couldn't help but notice!). And she starts saying things I really couldn't put in the same plane as with the word "sane".
Uncle Fester came by the office again, now showing his "brainchild". This internal monitoring thing, which I think is not that genius, really. But the report's going out today, and basically, this piece of information may have been useful some other time, but not at this particular moment. He has actually dropped by about 3 times already since our discussion yesterday, giving copies of requests, or releases. And now this. He gave me one binder-full of these monitoring sheets. What on earth are they using now if I have their file? Hmmm?
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