Tasik was hot, especially when air conditioning didn’t work until late at night when I decided to hack the power cable from inside the walls. The place was untouched for years so dust was miles high and rats were munching on each other. My first step into the building, “fuck this is going to take all fucking night!!” Setting up 20 CAT5 connections with one crimper and exhausted will wasn’t easy. Cin stripped the cables, I sequenced the wires and Akin crimped the buggers. Assembly line worked like magic but my fingers were busted. Then there were still the dead rats, or was I imagining things? Nobody fucking called me that night, no-fucking-body. Hadn’t I two guys to work with that night, I’d be munching roaches in hell right now.

Got back around 2pm yesterday, had to skip work with all the excuses I could come up with. The fucking car didn’t pick us up at 6am like it was supposed to. The driver was a nutcase, for a moment I wondered if I’d make it back safe, but sleep deprivation got the best of me.

Played pool with Marcos and Lina that night. Beat the couple too many times they fed my ego pretty damn well. I walked away reboosted, and hungry. So we had dinner at the foodcourt across the street and guess who was there? Fuck, it’s my ex eating with her sister. So we approached, said hello and were stuck on that same table until they finally decided to leave us there.

Cappucinno didn’t work like usual. I got home still drowsy, still tired but couldn’t sleep. So I called Liza and talked to her till we ran out of words to say to each other. I’m liking her a lot right now, I think we’ll be real friends for a long time.

Back at work now, chatting with Susan and Akin and I’m trying hard not to visualize what I’ll have for lunch.

Oh and Cynthia, did I mention Cynthia? That seductive voluptuous girl that is my friend’s girlfriend? I dreamt about her last night. Fuck she tasted sweet! But she had to keep her clothes on. Fuck fuck fuck!!!

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