the domesticated life

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2006. replacing the lock with sandwiches, or just how tired i am this morning. allergic to maids. how to apologize to rice. boots. regardless.

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Ayen has been taking odd jobs since his undergraduate college days. He told his Korean students, in simple English words and in violent pantomime, what's wrong with this country. He convinced kids from expensive private high schools that Oedipus Rex was not related to a certain dinosaur. He shivered in a cold room in Malacanang Palace while he typed regret letters to people wanting to see the President. He hated writing stuff in a Makati office (his job) while fixing everyone else's cranky PCs (not his job at all). He clocked in five years as an info officer at the UP Diliman Info Office, where he started to blog. He was managing editor of and contributor to "Sites and Symbols 2" (published 2005), a coffee table book about the buildings and landmarks in UP Diliman. He lost sleep as a night shift web content writer in Ortigas. After serving as an Affiliate Marketing Manager for an aircraft scale model company, Ayen realized he'd rather earn from what he does best: web content writing. His sudden fiction "Notwithstanding Pigs" is included in "Very Short Stories for Harried Readers," an anthology of sudden fiction published by Milflores, December 2007.
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