eat me henger

i will have my first radio interview tomorrow that will run for 40 minutes. my benevolent boss gave me this rare opportunity cause she doesn't like other people abusing certain office benefits. i've had my fair share of public speaking engagements from crowds both large and small, young and old, peaceful and hostile - but never was i completely comfortable. there's always that pre-stage jitters, starting from the car ride to the venue, up to the moment they start to introduce me. nevertheless, i managed to get the hang of it and i've found my groove - up on the stage, behind the podium, with a mic - i was "one" with my presentation. this time around, i have no idea how a radio interview will work. i'm not a hundred percent certain with the nuances of radio talk shows. i barely listen to radio. at most, i listen to podcasts or to a certain extent, the talk radio stations of the grand theft auto series. perhaps, the most i'll do is to make sure i b

I am pretty much unlike my girlfriend. She claims to be a "hopeless romantic". While i may be in touch with my creative and sensitive side - i am, perhaps, less of a romantic and more of a realist. More specifically, a cynical realist. I have loved and hoped, but has been hurt more than i should have logically felt. And have thus questioned the motives of people. While i keep a very optimistic view of everyone's intentions, I've grown to read the context of everyone's actions as either brilliantly manipulative or exceedingly dumb. I greatly pity my girlfriend for having ended up with me - one that can't satisfactorily fulfill the romantic requirements she needs in our relationship. Being a romantic partner doesn't come naturally to me. I honestly abhor the need to give flowers on Valentine's day, and similarly detest the lack of expectation from women to deliver the same (except in japan). Thank god i can outsource those kind gestures to other