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Some people talk consistently about boys or girls, or the latest fashion thingamajigs, or the last gimik they had. Me, I have Mondays.

More often than not, the first working day of the week has always managed to keep me in a slump. Especially of late, when the chill is the type that cuts down to the bones and all I want is to stay under the blankets. And so today, the first of my twice-a-month, two-day deadline, my head is empty as a -- see, damn it, I can't even think of anything to finish that sentence properly.

Ampf.

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While House continues to be my so-far-favorite-television-series-of-all-time, I decided to widen my horizons and watch "Numb3rs", which is sort of like CSI, except that it has a bit more action and instead of forensic science, the good guys use mathematics to track down the bad guys. While this brings back the all horrible recollections of math lectures in high school and college and memories of the exams I flunked, I nevertheless find the series interesting. I guess math genius will be one of those things I wish for but won't ever get, sort of like wishing that I get to be a gazillionaire like Oprah.

Translation: "I'm a genius, you're not." LOL.


I also tried out Heroes, but as early as the second episode, it got all dragging and boring -- especially since the gist of the plot is the classic "save the world from total annihilation". The only thing I like about it so far is the Japanese guy -- besides being absolutely adorable, manipulating the time-space continuum is a really cool power (Yata!)! It's still intriguing though, so I guess I'm going to stick around for awhile longer to see how the story develops.

Yata!

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