Here lies a blog of unintelligible ideas, once bursting with random thoughts but now lies in ruins. Yet another victim of neglect. Purely unintentional, but seeing that it's almost a month since I last posted anything, I might as well post some sort of an update. First off, I did not go on a blogging hiatus. It's more of like a hiatus from life when I decided to take another full-time job. It is very fulfilling, financially, yet there's still something missing. And with the advent of another source of income is the (re)birth of another hobby. I used to go on camping trips and not-so-major climbs. I love the outdoors. But I gradually veered away from mountaineering as I took more time-consuming endeavors that would consequentially pay the bills. Alitap surely reminded me of what I loved about the outdoors. It's not the "no pain, no gain" cliche. It's not the "I can do it" thing. It's oneness with nature. I learned to appreciate more what nature provides us and how amazing it is that it continuously provides for us, even if we carelessly throw away that candy wrapper or cigarette butt. Ok, I'm going to tone down my eco-warrior mode. I might get noticed by Captain Planet and get recruited to clean up other people's mess. Anyway, having two jobs isn't really hard. But knowing that it isn't also easy is a good thing to remember. As the movie went, something's gotta give. Well, a number of things will give. Health, for one. Lesser hours of sleep and more stress makes Johnny a cranky boy. And Johnny is cranky. A physical social life is also non-existent. What makes it good for me, though, is that the quality of my sleep is better. I'm no insomniac, but I'm no narcoleptic either. And the amount of work I do is just right for me to fall into a deep slumber. And I appreciate it. I also learn to appreciate more the time I spend with my family. I do get cranky, but I always remember never to lash out at them. The quality of the time I spend with them is never unappreciated. However, sometimes, fate or karma or destiny will throw a curve ball and you have no chance in hell of hitting a home run with it. What do you do? Bunt. Then run like hell. And I have no idea what that means. But whatever it is, just make sure to avoid cliches like hell.