happy burtdi chinay <3 pls write an erotic essay para nako. haha 
farewell corporate layp.
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Wily Woolgatherer
April 9, 2007If I ever find my way to where T is, the first thing I'll check out are the restaurants San Diego has to offer. Then, I'll visit their clothing stores, then their libraries, then their theaters, then their tourist spots. But wait, who says I'm going to San Diego?
I frequently daydream. For hours on end, I gather wool, and I've become so good at it I could do it while officiating a meeting, for example, or orienting new hires. I am inordinately proud of this skill because it takes special ability to look alert and intelligent even when one is ankle-deep in Caribbean waters or is taking sips of white wine while touring the vineyards of Ribero del Duero in Spain.
My daydreams have three recurring themes: money, the acquisition of special powers, and travel. When I daydream, I engage in more than the suspension of belief. I engage in the suspension of belief in an exaggerated manner. So, I don't just see myself winning the lotto; I see myself winning P689 million in lotto. I don't just see myself lifting heavy objects with my mind. I see myself lifting objects with my mind and then dropping these onto the non-Filipinos who annoy me. Lastly, I don't just fancy myself traveling to, say, Thailand. I envision myself lugging suitcases to Thailand, Italy, London, and yes, T, San Diego so I can drop in on you unannounced and we can go fall in love with the cheap pseudo-furniture at Ikea. I have never seen a pseudo-furniture and the image that comes to mind right now is that of a chair made of cardboard.
