Unorganized updates

Yesterday my father received a text greeting from one of his friends saying, "Happy 18th birthday!" to which my dear old dad replied, "Pare, I'm not that young anymore, I'm already 34." Wehehe.

I got my Tungsten T5 yesterday, only to realize that while I remembered to order the wireless keyboard, I forgot to order a case and a memory extension card. That's the problem with expensive purchases, they usually lead to more expensive purchases to enhance the original purchase. My brother went through the same thing with his iPod mini: first he just had to get an iDock, then he just had to get an iTrip, then he just had to get a car charger. I think I have now lost the right to criticize his accessory-shopping spree.

Last night I dreamt that I was substituting for IV-SOBRIETY, hehehe. I was delivering one of the long, serious sermons I used to torture Wisdom with when I felt they needed sobering up (ahahaha, see, the name does fit you guys!). I woke up wondering whether I had dreamt about it because I missed giving those sermons, I want to continue giving those sermons, or I felt guilty about giving so many of those sermons. :p

I bought Rob Thomas' new CD, and I found out that on one track John Mayer plays guitar! Two of my favorite singers collaborating, what a thrill... almost worth the P450 I shelled out for a non-pirated CD (my friend Chris would be proud).

I was supposed to have a doctor's appointment yesterday to check on my heart, but it was rescheduled for next Thursday because the doctor had too many patients waiting. I have been having weird, erratic palpitations over the past 2 weeks. My parents are guessing it's just stress, or something genetic since my mom has SVT (supraventricular tachiacardia, or at least I think it's spelled that way), which causes her to have palpitations whenever she's overly stressed. I'm hoping it's nothing serious, but for the first time in my life I can picture myself keeling over from cardiac arrest... at 24 (maybe this is the quick and violent death that I always envisioned, as opposed to a slow and painful one). Also for the first time in my life, my parents are constantly reminding me to relax, take things easy, slow down, and other phrases of similar meaning. That's why my mantra these days is "DON'T PANIC," from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It's kind of frustrating and humiliating that I am already cracking under pressure after little over a month of working at our company, when my parents have been doing it for 27 years and are holding up fine. What a wuss I am.