  I’ll be leaving in a short while to go to Vicente’s place for a game and to talk to the guys about the coming game I will be running.
I am relaxed and taking my time. I don’t want to stress myself and panic like before. I can work longer and better hours now that I have the company notebook. Its really cool. That is what money can buy, 2.3GH chip, 512ram, and 50 gigs for me to use. Unfortunately there is one huge drawback… No mouse! As an artist I can not draw on the touch screen and the pain and frustration of learning to use it is unbearable. Diamond Dream Chum saves my day again by selling the cheapest usb mouse in all the retail stores in manila (except their franchises of course) at 280!!! All the others cost 900+ to 4,000+. They saved my ass once again… unfortunately a mouse like that must be in demand. It was out of stock but they are letting me order it and get it tomorrow at 1. I ate out with Jo, Niki, Helen and Candice Que(I pronounced it “Q”) today. It is the first time I just went up to some people and asked if they want to go out instead of being unsociable in the time everyone was having lunch. Again most of the time spent with Candice was a verbal exchange about how I’m a spoiled rich son-of-the-boss and her being such a tomboy.
That was relaxing. Too bad she has a boyfriend already but that is a good excuse or my dad would have not stopped making me ask her out or work for her. Anyway… a laptop is cool cause I can find a nice quiet place anywhere to work and get things done when traffic, locale or plain inconvenience would stop me. I wish mom and dad spent that $1000 on me or $30,000 on a slightly weaker but just as useful model.
I could have been using one for a year. Enough time to make money and fix all these things I have planned for the states. TUESDAY I was really pissed at candy since she would rather surf for manga than let me use her computer. I always let her use the computer when it was my custody and if it was important let her use it ahead of me. She has no memory or gratitude. For that I won’t help her except financially support her. This is the third straw and I can’t be that forgiving to someone who should be acting like an adult by now. Heck I stopped talking to her since yesterday. 
