Fruitless loser.

I've been sitting here on my office throne. Mr. Eric is absent today and that gave me a spark to finish my pending job that was supposed to be finised last thursday. Then as if mocking, the linux server just won't cooperate with my needs. I cannot connect to the server, meaning, i cannot do the debugging and coding and the works...

With the help of Rico's chikka, i texted Mr. Eric and baffled the folks here. Then at last, the server worked but i have lost a half day already for it was lunch time. I ate my beef meal and chatted with the people here. Then the clock striked twelve, back to my desk and to my burden.

After countless debugging and code reconstruction, alas, i was still fruitless. My efforts were all in vain. The new employees were introduced, Stephanie and Henry. Stephanie has this strange likeness with Phomela Barranda plus Heart Evangelista and Henry looks like Yao Ming and Michael Jo from Maskman, only smaller. (and finally, people near my age.) But that feeble introduction doesn't stopped me from working my ass off.

After five hours, i am still a fruitless loser. I am so dead. I can feel the curious stare of Eric mocking me because of this monkey dung for a work.

Maybe, with a jolt of inspiration, i can complete this... but hey, what can inspire this worried and sick S.O.B? Nothing! Nothing i say.

I am so doomed.