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Family's into watching some episodes of The Naked Chef. Honestly. I don't even know if anybody is picking up anything, except maybe for my father, who would only dare to do the foods shown because it's hitting on his ego. They're just marveling at how cute the food always come out.
I'm counting the hours before I run to Greenbelt. I'm handing Tina over a burned copy of Waking Life, my favorite all-time philosophical vid (something I picked up from Kristine Fonacier's interview two, three years ago) to share. I missed reading one of her messages that she'd only be free from 1-4pm, so she freaked out when I asked to meet her up at 6pm. She gave in anyhow.
I'm still sleepy. My body's requesting an overtime for sleep. I already cut it some of the slack by ditching the gig at SaGuijo I was supposed to come to last night. It was just too logical: try going to a gig with no sleep plus give or take two bottles of beer and let's see if you don't end up somewhere in Bulacan while trying to get to Cavite. If you're still intact and un-robbed is out of the question.
I'm still wondering about what I'm bound to do come Monday. I have been swearing to get things right as soon as possible but it seems like I am merely imposing more hurt on myself. Let's just see if I can pull the strings right. Maybe I'm just looking for that last stretch of perfect memories to bag before finally going for the kill. It doesn't make sense anymore. Things are getting more obvious.
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Siege: I was looking for a copy of your work around Mega yesterday. Couldn't find any. Let's see if I can find one later on at Glor, okay? And let's see if I can have that autographed by the end of this month. ;-)
I'm counting the hours before I run to Greenbelt. I'm handing Tina over a burned copy of Waking Life, my favorite all-time philosophical vid (something I picked up from Kristine Fonacier's interview two, three years ago) to share. I missed reading one of her messages that she'd only be free from 1-4pm, so she freaked out when I asked to meet her up at 6pm. She gave in anyhow.
I'm still sleepy. My body's requesting an overtime for sleep. I already cut it some of the slack by ditching the gig at SaGuijo I was supposed to come to last night. It was just too logical: try going to a gig with no sleep plus give or take two bottles of beer and let's see if you don't end up somewhere in Bulacan while trying to get to Cavite. If you're still intact and un-robbed is out of the question.
I'm still wondering about what I'm bound to do come Monday. I have been swearing to get things right as soon as possible but it seems like I am merely imposing more hurt on myself. Let's just see if I can pull the strings right. Maybe I'm just looking for that last stretch of perfect memories to bag before finally going for the kill. It doesn't make sense anymore. Things are getting more obvious.
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Siege: I was looking for a copy of your work around Mega yesterday. Couldn't find any. Let's see if I can find one later on at Glor, okay? And let's see if I can have that autographed by the end of this month. ;-)