Really, welcome back to TV, Sarah Michelle Gellar.

I think it was just a year or two ago when I was heaping praises on Buffy the Vampire Slayer and even declared it one of my most favorite shows of all time, almost on par with The X-Files. But I watch too much of these TV shows and one day, for sure, something will add up to my list or even replace my current “ultimate” favorites.

Ringer, to me, is intriguing at best. I was in awe of SMG in Buffy, that it actually pained me to realize that of her film credits, she is most known for starring in a couple of horror movies and a teenage sort-of thriller. OK, let’s add Scooby Doo, but still I think it’s a pity she didn’t get a real break in the big leagues. If it just happened that she embodied the perpetually sad and “I-carry-the-weight-of-the-world” heroine perfectly that she couldn’t move on to do different things in her line of world, I don’t really know. But I’ll look into this new series just because she’s Buffy. Was. Who knows, maybe this one will turn out to be the new incredible show that TV’s cult followers will rally behind next. At this point, it’s doubtful, but bring it on! Can’t wait for September.

I’m feeling slow today and I can’t afford to be. I’m already way behind my schedule and I’ve already let days pass without taking care of some planned — and rather important — tasks such as applying for a changed status at the SSS, BIR, and PhilHealth offices, and applying for an individual HMO plan. This probably ties up to my mental state yesterday, which I tell you is also not that admirable. Funny, and irritating in a way, if I’ll put a description: I went to the bank yesterday to pay my bills, wrote the wrong amount, wrote the wrong information in the wrong box, and gave the teller the wrong amount of cash. One of those days, yes. What, it only happens to me? Well, I need to get some coffee to wake up now. Ciao.

Here’s another fact: I’ve spent hours watching the Home Shopping network in more than one instance. I get the mood sometimes when I find the product advertisements really entertaining. Although, admittedly, I haven’t bought anything through that channel. But hen I watch demos of cooking (for kitchen utensils), or exercise equipment, I do find myself tempted. Others, like some kind of home spa system or that new one where you’re supposed to stand on a vibrating platform in order to exercise your muscles without really moving, I find hilarious and amusing. I wouldn’t be surprised if I could one day buy glass tiles for home improvement through TV.

My landlady knows that whenever there’s a food delivery motorcycle in front of our gate, that’s most probably mine. She even suggested some home-cooked-meal delivery service so I’ll have other options than the usual fastfood chains. It’s still difficult for me to get the time to do groceries, more so to go to the wet market. Even if I sometimes have my sister to do that stuff, I still need her to do the cooking as well, not for my lack of skill or intent to cook but because I just lack the time. It sounds pathetic, I know, and it’s something I wish I can change soon. But I’m still thankful for deliveries. And that I can order (almost) everything online now, from body acne treatment; to books, CDs, and DVDs; bags and other accessories; and food. It can be a recipe for laziness but I can’t deny it really makes everything so much easier.

My sister is going to her first job interview today. I couldn’t be more happy and proud. She got cleared from the university just this week, acing her thesis with a grade of 1.0. Although I know she wanted to take a few weeks of rest before embarking on a new life (that of a working lady), she got a call she couldn’t resist to apply for and I’m just hoping that she’ll have fun with all these firsts. I’m guessing she’s already thinking of evening dresses for company events and parties.

It’s past 3 am and I’m still awake. This is new, at least for the past few months. Despite my busy, busy schedule and tons of things to do, I have successfully adjusted my body clock so that my productive hours will start from 9 am at the latest. Even when I was not on a leave from work, and I’m busy with so many other things, I was able to manage to be in bed by 12 to 1 am, which usually meant that I just change clothes, wash my face, and brush my teeth after coming home from work. Truth be told, there may be a couple times or more when I fell right into the bed upon arriving home and woke up the next morning. That’s how exhausting my routine was, but still I made it a point to get as much sleep as I can.

So today is just an aberration. If I’m still a teenager, I’d worry about stunting my growth by lacking sleep. Maybe I’d be looking for hcg drops by now. When I think of human growth hormone, I could only think about wanting to be taller. But apparently I’m wrong. I’ve read that an hcg diet is used to improve energy levels and even fight aging. People reportedly use it because they believe it has fat-burning properties, but some sources say that it’s effects go beyond weight loss, but also improves the immune system and promotes vitality.

So why am I talking about a dietary supplement when I was telling you about my inability to sleep? Because my sleeplessness has something to do with a vague pain I’m feeling somewhere in my body, and I’m thinking that I’d really, really want to change my lifestyle and live more healthily. Easier said than done, but I can be persistent when I get my mind into something, so there’s hope. Not that I’m planning to buy hcg as soon as I wake up tomorrow, if I’ll get to sleep that is.

What’s your favorite search engine? I haven’t used anything but Google for years and years, what else can I say? I even get annoyed when my sisters accidentally or purposely change it to something else … more colorful. I don’t know, maybe it’s because of familiarity. With the instant search these days (the results appear while you type your search term), it just keeps on getting better. I can easily find web directories with a few keywords. Plus, the Scholar filter helps a lot in my work, so what’s not to like?

It’s almost November. People are surely flocking the malls now to start buying stuff for Christmas. I bet the toy stores are one of the most visited places for gifts, although  most likely people are also looking for xmas gift ideas for girlfriend and other loved ones.

There’s something about this time of year that despite the overcrowded places everywhere, many people wear happy faces and it’s something that can have a positive effect on anyone, regardless if they believe in Christmas or not.

Would you do something you know is unhealthy? Would you trade your well-being for temporary pleasures? It almost seems so easy to answer, but, alas, ask a chronic smoker and you will most likely get an affirmative answer. It doesn’t matter if they’re using makers mark cigars or anything that can be bought cheaply in convenience stores, most would say that they can’t quit despite the repercussions. Today, I saw a pack of cigars with a really dire warning on its packaging. Despite that, a person following me on the cashier’s line got himself that pack. I bet he won’t keep that sticker.

I went to the salon last weekend to have my hair trimmed. I didn’t plan to have anything else done, mostly because I had other plans about going around the mall (during a Sale weekend), but I forgot how persuasive those salon people are! Or maybe it’s just that I’m too gullible. Whatever. So, as this salon staff was shampooing my hair, he commented about my chemically treated hair and how they have something that would only take about 10 minutes to apply but will make my hair “come alive.” It was rather pricey for a quick fix but I agreed because I actually thought that I needed that. What I didn’t need were all the products he kept on shoving at my face like hair loss shampoos, conditioner, leave-on anti-frizz , and hair-relaxing weekly treatment concoctions.I know, I know, I could’ve just said no. But I went out of there a few thousand bucks poorer anyway. I guess I just have myself to blame.