Saturday, October 29, 2005

Suction For Sale

I just wanna screaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam......

shoooooot!
Me, after a sucky day at the office.


This sucks so bad, its the mother of all suckiness.

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In the Homefront:
Everytime I'm home for my restdays, I take time to go to the kitchen and whip up some loving. This week, I cooked Caldereta for the folks. One heck of a dish, they say. Siyempre, di credible claim ko unless may testimonial. Pero sabi ni Dad, I'm a natural at cooking and that I have the "ouido"(sp?)* getting the taste to hit the spot.

Career? Pwede.



*don't ask me. Pero from context, I think it means instinct.


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Pero dahil bad trip talaga sa office ngayon, eto sa inyo!!

shoooooot!
Me, after a sucky day at the office.




[Music of the Moment: Suck Me - Dont Know...somebody must have sung it, one time or another ]
[Mood: sucky ]

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Return To Innocence

People's Court.
Anarchism rearing its ugly head yet once again. Mr. Guingona, please, give it a rest.

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Sieyete...parang kahapon lang ng i-blog ko na Oktoberfest na, ngayon naman, Araw na ng mga Kaluluwa.

San napunta ang Oktubre? Bakit ang bilis? Naidlip ata ako...
O nagliwaliw ng husto. Alin kaya?

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How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?
How will the world end?
When did Famine become Pollution? (in parody to Delight turning into Delirium)
Is the Anti-christ living amongst us and he just doesn't know he is THE anti-christ?
Who wins in the battle between heaven and earth?
How would you feel if your parents named you Anathema?
Why can't I stiffle a smile at the thought that the world is about to meet its demise?

I've got to blame it on Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett. I've never seen the Armageddon in such a light-hearted, humorous way. Good Omens is definitely a must read. (thanks, bob) I'm loving every minute of it. It tells the story of how it will all end in all its quirky, tongue in cheek, yet delightfully mischievous way. It does away with the overbearing melodrama other books tend to tackle regarding this topic. Its comparable to that little known movie Dogma (where Ben and Matt are angels of Death, and God is...Alanis Morisette). This has everything from Satanic Nuns, Angels and Demons with British humor, ridiculously named characters, the clueless Antichrist, a prophetic Nutter...the list goes on.

Have a Nice Doomsday, as Gaiman and Pratchett wants to put it.

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On a serious note, I have this theory that the end of the world will come in a form that no one expects it to. No fiery rocks raining down from on high, no sulphuric emissions from the gates of hell, no pitchfork-weilding, goat-hooved henchment to herald the end...Rather I think it will be mutated virus strain. A strain so invulnerable to any cure known to man. The perfect killer strain.

It will come swiftly, devour mercilessly, leave silently.

It won't even allow us to blink. Then the world would just be a barren place once again. Cities to be overrun by forests. Nature taking over where it left off before the arrival of that bipedal beast with intelligience. The divine cycle.

But thats just me.

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Sorry bout that.

Gusto ko lang takutin sarili ko. Siguro kasi napuna ko, masaya ako lately. Sobrang saya. Too good to be true ba? Hindi naman. It would just be wise not to be totally swept away by surging elation.

Anyway, I'm off to my restdays again. Updating is becoming a once a week thing now for me. But its still therapeutic. Have a good holiday everyone.

[Music of the Moment: To The Moon And Back - Savage Garden ]
[Mood: LSS-ed ]

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Changing Constants

Ok ba?


I figured she's a whole lot less sluttier like this. I still love her though.


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This site is undergoing a Belo-like face lift. Been toying a lot with Photoshop CS and it'd be something like:



Para maiba naman, lets go futuristic!



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Every move you make enthralls me.
Every word you say, even with that Visayan accent, is cute to me.
Your smoky eyes, your to-die-for bod.
Pinay beauty at its finest.
...Cass of PBB, why do I crush thee?
I'm confused. This shouldn't be. But it is!

Can it be....I'm a lesbian in a man's body? heheh.

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For the news:
2 days ago, yesterday, and today, a suspicious character named Derek was found pigging out at KFC yet again. Embarassingly, he is professing his addiction to chicken on his page on the world wide web. His comments (in between frothing in the mouth paired with a malicious stare thinking that we'd take away his food) were: "KFC Chicken Steak good. Must. Try."

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Ang sarap pala ng feeling na nagdadala ka ng pagkain para sa pamilya mo sa bahay. These past few days, I've been finding myself drawn to bakeshops, groceries, and specialty stores just to buy that little something for the folks. Pag nakita mo na ang mga ngiti ng mga kasambahay mo, specifically people you love the most, kahit hindi ka na makatikim, ok lang. Dati rati, ako yung excited pag may pasalubong na darating. Ngayon ako naman (spoken ala commercial ng Tide).

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And to Senator Jamby Madrigal: Please stop your rhetorics. Your bodyguard was caught on camera bringing a high caliber gun to a public demonstration. What if that gun went off when your fumbling bodyguard let it slip through his hands? It could have injured one of the police men. Or worse. It could even injure one of your own. Then what would you do? Go on national TV and decry that the administration shot your people? Ok so he's a bodyguard. But what is he doing in your "peaceful" demonstration? Even a prelate is against your colleagues.

This is a sign of the end. Politics, Filipino style, would forever be stuck in this quagmire.

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On a lighter note: I'm breaking loose. Rest days again! Hooozah. Spending time with the Bob. Blogging respite again. Until I get a new blog layout that is.

[Music of the Moment: Don't Lie - Black Eyed Peas ]
[Mood: dangerous, in a good way ]

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Savior Beneath Dirty Sheets

Q: "What do you say to the people of the world who have typecasted Filipinos as nannies?"

A: "I take no offence on being typecasted as a nanny. But I do take offence that the educated people of the world have somehow denegrated the true sense and meaning of what a nanny is. Let me tell you what she is. She is someone who gives more than she takes. She is someone you trust to look after the very people most precious to you - your child, the elderly, yourself. She is the one who has made a living out of caring and loving other people. So to those who have typecasted us as nannies, thank you. It is a testament to the loving and caring culture of the Filipino people. And for that, I am forever proud and grateful of my roots and culture."

~Precious Lara Quigaman

Ibang iba talaga ang Pinoy. With people like this, its hard not to resurrect our floundering national pride.

You tell em, girl. You deserve the crown.


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Coraline
You are Coraline! You are quirky, strange, and
charming. Some people may find you a little
alarming and not always get you... But they can
piss off, right? You are the kind of person who
always needs to be entertained, otherwise you
get uncomfortable. You probably still enjoy
everything you did when you were little, such
as childrens books and Disney movies. Youre fun
to be around and are usually the life of the
party.


*~Which Neil Gaiman book are you?~*
brought to you by
Quizilla




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God
You are God (haha)! You're brave, extroverted, and
outspoken. You have strong beliefs, and might
alarm some people, but ta hell with them.You
probably enjoy speaking publically and are
usually the center of attention.


*~What Tori Amos music video are you?~*
brought to you by Quizilla


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You are what you eat. Tandaan niyo yan, people.

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Pahinga na naman for me. Oktoberfest pa rin. Inuman na!


I miss you guys.

moi, best, and chekwa


[Music of the Moment: Pinoy Ako - The Care, este by Orange & Lemons ]
[Mood: nagagalak ]

Monday, October 10, 2005

Gourmet Love

Monday blues once again. But I'm not complaining. Halfway thru my work week. Since I almost have feathers coming out of my armpits due to excessive KFC food trips, I decided to eat my lunch at that little cafeteria in RCBC.

Its a well guarded secret. But now since I'm blogging about it, I think I could ask them for advertising fees. lolz.

RCBC, relatively the grandest building to grace the Ayala skyline, harbors this little cozy "carinderia". Its such a great secret that they decided to place it, tucked away neatly, 5 floors below the ground. (basement 5)

We fondly call the cafeteria: "Please-Keep-Door-Closed-At-All-Times" ('coz thats the only signage they have on their door...its even handwritten, at that!)

For a measly 45 pesos, you get a delectable lutong-bahay viand and 2 huge cups of rice. Just add P15 and you get a C2 iced tea (or whatever soda, I just prefer C2). Pretty cheapo, considering that nowadays, you would still go hungry on a P100-budget.

Did I mention that PKDCAAT's chef is very, very good? His meals are very filling and truly worth more than P45. So if your a Makati CBD office drone like little old moi, for that wallet worry-free meal, head over to this place.


PS: not recommended for the "aesthetic-seeking grumblers". With meals at that cost, don't expect a Prince Albert Rotisserie ambiance. But hey, its in RCBC.


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Some random piece of wisdom:

If
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
equals
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26
then,

H A R D W O R K
8 1 18 4 23 15 18 11 = only 98%

K N O W L E D G E
11 14 15 23 12 5 4 7 5 = only 96%

But,
A T T I T U D E
1 20 20 9 20 21 4 5 = 100%

However,
B U L L S H I T
2 21 12 12 19 8 9 20 = 103%

Use it as much as possible!


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On other news: After 5 and a half months of exclusively dating: KAMI NA. (Yes, we went the way of the Heteros) Woohoo! Pics coming up (possibly). Sabi ko nga, hindi na ko maghahanap. Totoo ang kasabihan. IT finds you.

I kept on looking. Until. I gave up. I grew wiser. I grew cold. Then. He appeared in my life. Winter's daylight. Love found me.


[Music of the Moment: insert that The Foreigner song that is a part of the soundtrack that is my life. ]
[Mood: busog ]

Monday, October 03, 2005

Pictographs

Hundreds and hundreds of years from now, future students and even scholars would uncover this "low tech, almost primitive" way of record keeping called blogging in the same fashion of how we view documents from the medieval "Dark Ages".

They'd then uncover my blog and think: "This boy from the 21st century sure has a lot of issues."

Then they'd read a hidden message in between the lines that reads out: "Fucketh Ye".

(best Homer Simpson imitation) Hmmm...the future.

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They'd also uncover these pictures and will scratch their heads. In the language of the time they'll mutter: "These folks from the 21st century has laid down for us a written guide to base our language on." English will then be the new Latin.

Did I say English? I meant Engrish:


"We serve 'em rare. Get 'em here ladies!"


This is where them 21st century cavemen buy their clothes. Where it located? Easy. Its just beside Bullshit.


(crick pictchar to view rarger pictchar!)
The way we eat will be immortalized with the line: "Who said, you do not like it?"


(crick pictchar to view rarger pictchar!)
And so will the laws of the land be remembered.


Things to look forward to.

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Hundreds of years from now, I wonder what will be the standard of beauty? Having three eyes would probably be the next in thing. Or having twice the number of, ahem, appendages. Women would be going out in tree barks (tree barks would be the new black) and men...would still be men.

*Shivers.*

But for now.
Brent. Can a male model be any more beautiful than thou?

And no. Not the Javier iteration.

This is perfectly sculpted by a higher being. Ladies and Gentlewomen:

Brent Van Zant


Would you look at that?

Hubba, hubba.
You can start swooning now.


And if this is not enough for you gals and guys (of the curious kind), do yourselves a favor. Whet your appetite on this: his full glory




[Music of the Moment: Never (Past Tense) - The Roc Project ]
[Mood: going Japaneza! oh and drooling over Mr. Van Zant ]

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Halfway Up The Mount

Weekends. And I'm wasting away in the office...Wasting company resources, that is. *evil snicker.

What does these two have in common?


white and sexyand Braguda of Darna

(^^thats my newest baby) vs. (^^someone's baby decades ago)




They're both named CELIA!!
Yup. I just thought about it. A tribute to one of local queerdom's icons*.
(Naming inanimate objects rocks!)




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Celia + www.zedge.no = Time Blackhole


I've been browsing over this site yesterday and I got addicted! Pinakyaw ko na ata lahat ng Themes, Wallpapers, Logos, Games at kung ano anong ek ek sa site nila. But it seems like they keep on updating and adding new stuff on a daily basis.

Oh and since natuwa naman ako sa site nila (mostly because LIBRE ito) ipa plug ko na rin siya. It's the best place for your celphone kikay needs. Plus the site's quite handy if you need to compare phones. Who knows, you might even learn something new. Hurry! Clicky clicky! up the kikay on your fone

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Blast the rain!
I came in the office half soaked. Buti na lang may payong ako.

Bat ba naman kasi delayed ang wet season this year e. Pweh.


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-wiretapped-
A few days back, 5:44am, Sun to Sun call:

D: "I'm running late. Gawd, I hope this cab makes it in time. Where are you?"
I: "I'm waiting for the LRT, I'm going home. Hurry up, bob**. Don't want you getting late"
D: "Awfully quiet there. Must be the time."
I: "Yeah. Where are you now?"
D: "Manong driver is good, I'm coming round the bend. Pasok na sa office. You take care ok? Text me when you get home, bob."
(runs to the lobby of PSC..7 minutes remaining till the start of shift)
I: "Ang cute ng shirt mo, pero ang gulo ng buhok mo."
D: "Wha-?"
D: "Bob...I'm...I thought you were..." releases call. smiles.


And he brought me a bottle of my favorite iced tea, Sola Lemon and a box of Oreos.
Busog ang tiyan, mas busog ang puso.



*Celia Rodriguez in her campy villainess role, for those scratching their heads.
**Bob = Bobby, derivative of an overly used, severly rundown, ubiquitous petname. TM ko rin yan. :)

[Music of the Moment: Invisible Man - not really applicable, its just one line there talking about hearts skipping a beat...and the melody that I'm feelin' right now.]
[Mood: reborn ]

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Intimate ANimism

I'm on a 6 day workweek.

But I don't care.

He makes time fly so fast, I hardly even notice it.

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7610 = love



can you believe how big the resolution can go? and its just my fone...

The first shot I took of the world as I stepped outside of the hospital. There was a cool breeze touching my face. A renewed view on my life. A renewed look on love.



In motion, it was magnificent, the shadow on the right was growing, then the light, then the shadow again. Like imps in a pond.

The plant display in front of our office building. The play of light and shadow. It could have been a magical shot. If only I had an SLR camera.


4pm person no longer. Welcome the sunshine

Metropolitan Business Park, Manila Bay. I was in a bus, just staring out the window. Waiting for my stop. This picture was taken at 4:10pm. It used to be my favorite hour.

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(in the most jologs tone one can muster)
Mga dudes, dudettes, dudings* Octoberfest na naman!

(jologs off)
Actually, for the past two years, I've managed to attend the Festival. Palagi na lang ako nahahatak ng mga kabarkada. Palagi na lang din namin naaabutan ang huling hirit. I don't know why we even bother to go. Medyo (o sige, wala na palang medyo) kadirs pag naabutan mo yung paubos na ang beer. You'll be swimming in a soup of drunken adolescents, the smell too thick in the air for you to avoid. We go there for no apparent reason at all. Maybe this year, we'll break the trend.

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I'm happy for my girl Cris because, like Carlo, may job na siya ulit!! Congrats sis! Sa unang paycheck mo, alam mo na kung san pupunta ha? Sa tiyan ko. Busugin mo ako! ahhaha.

My heart brims with your resplendent words.

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The weekends used to be my playground. Now that my restdays are changed, that is now but a distant memory. Buti ka pa.

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Messy Beautiful, Twisted Sunshine, the advent longs for your warmth. Like that Outkast song, you are the prototype. Looking forward to next time.

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October na, ang bilis ng panahon no? Kahapon, September lang; kahapon (x30), August lang; kahapon (x200), kakasimula lang ng taon. Time is on the loose.

The world's hurrying us up to get a whole lot old-er.


*dude na BadingGarci. TM ko yan. hehe

[Music of the Moment: Wake Me Up When September Ends - Ang gising na na lead singer ng Greenday ]
[Mood: 1-month-away-from-my-birthday-mood ]