Daily short entries are never good enough for this blog. I always have to post at least more than 100 words or else I feel as if the essence of writing is not there. This particular post is dedicated to a good friend of mine within the CBS group. He celebrated his birthday not too long ago and the CBS went to celebrate the special occasion with him as well. On November 15, 2009, we met up at the Cream and Bake Shop for the formal celebration of his birthday, instead of on his actual birthday.

Allow me to tell you something about the Ethelbert that I know…

1. It’s never boring/quiet whenever he’s around.
2. He’s a kind-hearted person who cares about the environment and people who need caring.
3. He’s one of the funniest people that you will ever know.
4. And there is so much more that you would need to get to know him personally to find out what they are.

There was a lot of food laid out on the table, a lot of which I did not get even a taste of, which is perfectly fine because Ethelbert did bother getting some food on the table that I could eat.

Check out what we had at Cream and Bake’s.

That’s what I got at Bo’s Coffee Club yesterday. If you read back on some of my coffee posts, you’d notice I’m pretty much in love with Cafe Mocha. I don’t usually have anything with my Cafe Mocha, but I felt I had to have something with it, so I skimmed the display for a Blueberry Cheesecake, but unfortunately, they didn’t have it on their menu for the day, so I got the Chocolate Sin instead, the laptop in the background by the way is NOT mine, that’s Aldrin’s, my partner in freelance web developing.

I don’t think he’s used to drinking coffee at coffee shops and the only type of coffee that he’s had at one is probably the Cafe Mocha as well. Well, anyway, so what was so special that we were at a coffee shop? Ummm, nothing personal, it was more of a business meeting that I’m afraid I cannot discuss on here.

The Blueberry Cheesecake. Bow.

I promised myself and my sibs that I’d get us some once I sign the contract for my regularization. Well, just this morning, at approximately seven something, my Team Lead called me to her station and she was pretty busy at the time, and was even catering to one of my team mates’ request for a supervisor call. She had me sit down at her desk and let me sign the contract, showed me how much my salary increase is, oriented me in a bunch of company policies, and well, with how busy everybody was at the time and with her still talking on the phone to an irate customer, she really didn’t have the time to discuss everything one by one. But then again, I have already read and I’m pretty much familiar with most of the company policies, so I went ahead and signed the job offer. So looks like I’m a regular now.

I’m gonna go ahead and call Monica and get that Blueberry Cheesecake ready for my little brother and sister and me, of course. I just wish my mom and dad were around though. Oh well, life’s tough like that. Hmmm, a boyfriend around would be nice too, but then again, life is that tough.

Anyway, I’ve also just checked on my log records at work and I counted the number of days that I’ve been working nonstop. 18 days with my rest days filed as overtimes. Dang! But, as long as the pay iis good this coming payday, I’m not complaining. Like my brother said, “Tch, workaholic.”