magnanimous angels

I am so happy today. Positively radiant. Beeming with joy. If you scroll down you'll read my entry "Perfectly Imperfect" where I yakked about my sorry state of literary limbo because I didn't have a laptop or a computer here. Well, magnanimous angels read that piece and sent me a new HP notebook yesterday. And I'm happily tip-tapping its keys right now.

Thank you to my Tito Ed and Tita Mae who gave me this wonderful gift. This is actually more than just a laptop, this is an antidote to my depression and madness. I never even asked for this but they've generously given it to me as a gift because, and I loosely quote "you have given life to your Lola Exal by continuing her legacy with your writings". Lola Exal, my late grandmother was a playwright, a poet, and the only Komedya writer (in the province of Antique, Philippines) of her time (well, until now actually). She has written at least four full-length Komedyas and I know that I pale in comparison to her great talent.

But armed with this 21st century weapon -- the notebook -- I will try my very best to make her proud of me. I'm actually excited and apprehensive right now. I'm excited because of this new gadget but apprehensive that it might zonk out on me. The last time I had a laptop was a year ago. The thing died an unnatural death after my daughter decided to give it a bath with orange juice. After that depressing incident, I made do with the family's desktop and somehow managed to survive the pain (of losing my freaking files). A word of advice though, never become too attached with machines, gadgets, and other mechanical or electronic gizmos. One wrong move, a freak accident, or the presence of dangerous 3 year olds and they will eventually break your heart (more than your ex-girlfriend or boyfriend ever did!)

So what's next in my agenda? I guess I'll be writing like crazy now -- and no more excuses!