The Tributum turns two today. Despite from the constant cold shoulder it receives from me whenever my schedule gets really packed, it continues to be my only channel where I can air my grievances albeit not all, especially one could easily get dooced when working in the armed forces.

These two years has been extremely trying, the resolution to write lesser melancholic entries eventually makes this site an even quieter one. I find myself writing lesser and readership declining. But still, it was an eventful two years and I look forward for more to come.

For those who have been rendering their continual support since its advent, thanks!

The book that Kevin loaned came back as if it had gone through a seven-day field camp. The very much coveted pair of Oakley spectacles is still with Don after he borrowed to try on some seven (perhaps eight now) years ago.

I couldn’t believe how people can get to such an extent of insensitivity when it comes to using things that do not belong to them. Does their happiness hit a new scale on the meter as they deface books by making the edges resembles the ears of their hormone-enraged husky? Or perhaps they enjoy that anxious look on my face as they held on endearingly to that pathetic pair of spectacles for some good ol’ moon years.

Those who had a decent look on my bookshelf will agree that most of my books, unless raped by insolent bastards, are still in their spiffy state. I don’t expect people to observe good reading habits to Elisia’s standards (by Elisia’s standards, it will mean not opening the book fully such that the book spine has creases), but I think not having dog-eared or stained edges are reasonable enough. No?

I won’t want to imagine him manhandling the book, but it definitely makes me realize why the libraries will bear to stamp every single readable literature with “I’m only a book, please take good care of me.“, because there are inconsiderate souls who read with a stick rammed up their asses that they have to perpetually bookmark where they stopped while they make a mad rush to the restrooms.

Kindhearted souls who borrowed stuff appreciate the goodwill that was kindly bestowed upon them when they return the items promptly after use; I didn’t know how spectacles can be borrowed, but I did it anyways.

So after years of contemplation, I finally popped the question.

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