Domeshtick

just finished an afternoon shopping for groceries and doing nominal household chores. Considering nel's bed rest condition and the maid's newbie status, things still need to get done around the house, i had to play saturday as chore day. even if i just arrived hours earlier from the Okto opening in Sta. Rosa. Four days of work-related drink makes one yearn for Saturdays.

Thankfully manang was helping in eliminating the basic workload. a trip to the grocery, paying the bills, and a cleanup later, i got kinda into the mood and looked for anything else to do. So i went to my Kings sanctuary (which i haven't visited in a while) and took a look at my CD collection.



To call it a collection is a stretch, as i have mostly new wave and alternative compilations. Thankfully, there are only a few CDs that i regret buying, and i became fonder with some over the years. As soon as i finished my inventory, i found out i was missing a few CDs and a couple of CD cases. Hopefully, they'll show up in a few days when im done turning the house upside down, and discs will once again reunite with their plastic cases.


Hooking up the music to my PC speaker system made me realize how much i missed cooping up here at the third floor. Ever since i got a laptop, i avoided working here at the Kings room as the wifi signal is a tad slower. But now, it was great to feel secure in the room that is yours alone, surrounded by paraphernalia from a team that never seems to win, floor drowned by generic CDs who seem to spawn by themselves when im not looking, and cluttered by various computer parts and accessories that you know you will never use again.



After a crazy month of work-related stress and a crazier series of events, it's good to be back home.

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