i loves vodka

its 2:51 in the morning. just got home from a night out. had tall glasses of vodka tonic + beer. im semi-plastered. but since im a workaholic, ive-got-to-check-my-mails-before-hitting-the-sack. typing is an effort, i tells you.

ok. im goin to bed now. have to go to the office at 9am. yeah im a work whore.

will continue this later. 

<edited the next day 10:23am> 

wasn't able to edit this post yesterday. i spent the morning doing reports, nap time for a good hour or more and watched Hell's Kitchen online until 5pm…here…at…the…office… 

yesterday was our 49th month together. i forgot. the bebe greeted me at 8pm when he got home. he kinda hinted it over the phone when i called their office earlier that day…but my brain was still plastered so it dint register. i felt like crap for forgetting. i mean, the girl side in a relationship should never forget things like anniversaries or what was worn on the first date…what we ordered…what we said to each other…but i forgot. and it was not the first time…how can i not forget to call a client a week after setting the call time or the exact measurements of my advertising tarps after it has been sized up 3 days ago then forget to greet the bebe on our 49th monthsary…

he did express his sentiment over me forgetting but he's not 4 so why make a big deal about it. yeah im harsh. but my mind was everywhere for the past 3 or 4 weeks. i was all work. when i wake up, inside a cab, when im taking a bath, having lunch…all i think about is work…how can i make things right? am i missing anything? did i send the email? did i get the correct rates? yeah…marketing in all its glory. so the bebe understands that. but im not forgiving myself yet. ive got to do something about excessively forgetting monthsaries.

watched THE HOLIDAY before hitting the sack. i wanted to cry but my brother was with me in the room and i would never cry (even if its because of a movie) with my brother in the same room. 

i want to exchange homes for Christmas. anyone?