Euphoric Moments

a triple celebration.

i am a proud grandmother of three adorable black-pinky squirmy gerbils. my eight months old gerbil just gave birth on 30th november 2007 and they look so fragile. i seriously hope they'll survive since i hear rodents have the tendency of committing infanticide. i don't want to name them yet until they're at least two weeks old because chances of survival are low, so i've learnt from google.

yeaps. twenty eight years of tolerating each other as a wedded couple. fighting through challenges & celebrating each other's joy. so loving, or rather, TOO LOVING AT TIMES, that it makes us sick in our stomachs. always showing their affection towards each other. but twenty eight years together (and not counting the extra couple of years they've been dating through long distance relationship) is amazing. will i ever be able to do it? hMmMm... *ponders*

although it's not twenty eight years, twenty six months is long. none of my previous relationships could even exceed three months, so twenty six months is an achievement. and it's not made possible if the other half cannot tolerate my nonsenses, understand my randomness, and love me for who i am. and the other half is no other than my bii, iskii. such a gift he is. i love you, bii!

on other random stuffs, stoney's got a bad itch that he's been biting on until his skin's raw. saddest part is, i cannot freaking bring him to the vet cause the only day i'm not working (and that is, if i don't have shoots) are sundays. my mom has cleaned & attended to his wound (not deep, but i'm worried. i worry a lot) and put on a huge UFO-like plastic thingy around his neck to prevent him from biting further. that poor boy. sometimes, it makes me wonder, is my work really worth it, since i don't have time for anything else. i left work around ten-ish almost three days in a week. loved ones are complaining i don't have time for them. and the money i'm getting is peanuts.... so why the hell am i still there. still in the industry. an advertising slave. "i dunno. i sorta like it, at times, i guess" came my reply, sounding guilty. why the hell am i feeling guilty about something i used to have so much passion for? god knows. hell, my teeth has been aching & my gums have been irritated for days, but no, no dentist to visit on sundays. amazing. it's a wonder, really. it is.

and i've just noticed how big the differences are on the comments i get when i post photos in entries and when i don't. LOL. from a fourty-two to a miserable four... see, life's meaningless without photoshop.