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Of books & man

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Seems like all the book fiends I know are excited about the Big Bad Wolf Book Sale set to take place this weekend and will last up to the first week of March. My workmate Badette, for one, is electrified that she was chosen as among the VIPs who will have first dibs on the books, a day before the event officially opens.

Me, I’m likely to skip the event (again, just like last year). First, the venue — World Trade Center in Pasay City — is far from where I live. Secondly, I’ve activities galore in the next couple of weekends. And thirdly, the recent sales in Powerbooks and National Bookstore have put a serious dent in my finances.

Speaking of the National Bookstore sale, my visit there last Friday had been fruitful. Check out my loot:

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Indeed, books about such colorful characters as serial killers, rock stars, and an infamous Colombian drug trafficker. I’ve been to many book sales, but this one’s among my favorite haul, so far.

Meanwhile, I’m already on page 437 of this 461-page monster that is Enter Night, Mick Wall’s biography of Metallica. Finishing this before February ends is now a sure thing.

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Weekend report 0007

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nailbiter-vol-2-bloody-hands-tp_59e0dae728These days, it’s all Nailbiter. Finished Vol. 1 (“There Will Be Blood”) in one day, currently enjoying Vol. 2 (“Bloody Hands”), and looking forward to reading the succeeding volumes. Serial killers and comics, man. Welcome to my world.

So I missed several days last week, so what? There are really times when writing about how my day went seems like too much effort. A kind of dumb self-imposed pressure I can do without. Why force myself to write, when I can enjoy some additional free time instead? So I said fuck it and that was that. Who gives a shit, anyway?

Speaking of free time: I just had a three-day weekend where I just kicked back and relaxed after three long weeks of grueling shift and equally grueling commute. I don’t expect things to be better now, but at least I had that period of rest to nurse myself back to fighting condition. Hell yes, mentally and physically I am now ready for whatever curve ball life decides to throw at me.

And so much for that. During my three-day break from work I did the following (aside from reading Nailbiter, that is): started watching You on Netflix, caught up on the latest True Detective and Gotham seasons,  watched BlackKKlansman and Gimme Danger, and continued reading Mick Wall’s biography of Metallica. There was also a trip to the mall with the girls, and to the gym with the wifey. For all this I had to skip Komiket at ETON Centris. Still, it was a great weekend, all in all.

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So I had a bad day…

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venom_the_hunted_vol_1_1Read Venom: The Hunted today, which is part of the Venom: Along Came a Spider TPB, a 398-page tome I started reading way back last year but can’t seem to finish for some reason. Maybe because I find the stories, though entertaining, kind of dated. Or they lack darkness. What can I say? I dig dark stuff. Especially when we’re talking about Eddie Brock.

Terrible day today. Was neck-deep in work on account of sick office-mates. Then I was asked by the bosses to clock in about three hours of work on Saturday for a special assignment connected to the May elections. I doubt I’ll be at the office for up to three hours only, considering how rotten my luck is these days. I feel one of the Saturday peeps will call in sick that day and I’ll be forced to clock in a whole shift. I’m mentally preparing myself for that eventuality.

Aside from work-related shit, there was also that long line of passengers I had to deal with today coming home. Took me more than an hour standing in that goddamn line, sanity preserved only my the Metallica biography I’m reading. By the time I got home I was a stressed out ball of hate. Went to bed early.

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Hell Week 2 in full swing

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Sorry, kids. No comics today. The little time I had for reading was spent with James, Lars, Dave, and Ron — Metallica before they became the Metallica. Considering how preoccupied I am with Mick Wall’s biography of the band, I doubt I can spend much time with my comics backlog in the next few days.

And I’m also busy with work. Sick workmates mean double workload. Perhaps even OT, or weekend duty. Fuck that shit.

Can’t even summon the energy to yak about today. Except that I dropped by Powerbooks in Trinoma (since I was also on an errand there) and scored three Image Comics — Shutter Vols. 1 and 2, Manifest Destiny Vol. 1 and Copperhead Vol. 1.

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Morbid Monday

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deadpool_vol_3_4_moore_variantWith over a dozen new additions to my stack of TPBs and HCs courtesy of that damn Powerbooks’ clearance sale, I figured I should start reading them ASAP. So last Saturday, in the middle of reading frenzy, I cracked open Deadpool: Dead Presidents. It’s a slim book, consisting only of six issues, and I could’ve finished it in one sitting if I wanted to, but I didn’t. Something came up, namely Mick Wall’s Enter Night: A Biography of Metallica. So today I picked up from where I left off. One word to describe this book: insane. And I love it!

Perhaps it was the gloominess of Monday, but I was dark today. Like, heavy metal dark. Walking from my mother’s place to our house, a good half-kilometer walk, more or less, I thought I’d be comfortable killing myself at that very moment. (Take note: comfortable, not eager. Worlds apart.) In my mind I was already composing a note, with perhaps the best last paragraph I could think of to leave the world by. I was not troubled by the thought; in fact, I was kind of amused by it. Like I was about to do a little mischief to annoy the neighbors. Leave the bastards scratching their heads.

But nothing happened. I am writing this now, after all, with my head decidedly clearer.

Perhaps it was just a stray thought that lingered longer than it should. Still, I am not taking it lightly…

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First for the year

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Pushed to Filbar’s in Megamall after work today for my first comic pickups for the year. Figured it was a good day for it as there were still fewer people out and therefore fewer vehicles on the streets — one of those extremely rare days when it can be said that commuting is a “breeze.” Reminded myself not to enjoy it too much.

Anyway, new comic books are in. Of the bunch I’m most excited to read Heroes in Crisis #4.

Back home I put my father cap on and helped the kiddo with her lessons. It was a difficult task as the subject was Math. Turned out passionate dislike for numbers and computation runs in the blood. Needless to say, I don’t think I did a pretty good job as a parent today. Fuck that shit.

Was actually feeling a bit sleepy today so I picked a rather aggressive jam: Metallica’s Hardwired… to Self-Destruct.