thanks for all the fish
in other news that regard the stomach:
i have been plagued, incessantly, by the dire need for sashimi. yes.
the plump pink things, they mock me with their shameful nakedness, thoughts of them bathing in toyo browned with swabeng wasabi. i asked my mom to purchase fresh fish as soon as possible, as i will begin preparing them for their destiny by way of the eHow Word: http://www.ehow.com/how_3269_make-sashimi.html
soon, i say. soon, seafood.
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i had a long talk with my boyfriend recently. in a lot of ways, i came to realize how i should be thankful for all the little things. the things that make memories worth keeping, things that make TV worth surfing. they are plentiful, even if sometimes we don't think so.
so,
1. conan. thank you conan for everything. thank you for your hair, from which sprung an eternal well of jokes, for triumph the insult comic dog, for cheering me up when leno failed to do so, thank you conan thank you.
2. thank you british quasi 80s and grunge fashion fad for the past months you have enabled me to get away with wearing unwashed clothing, unbrushed hair and my morning scowl.
3. thank you, phoenix, for doing what you've done for the past several years in reassuring perfection.
4. thank you halina, for putting up with the lesbian faux front, thus allowing several cheap yet exciting and moderately entertaining drunken party moments to ensue.
5. thank you videoke, for the breadth and width of your gary v collection.
6. thank you the fort, for being the beautiful, new, accomodating abode. the variety of fine dining fails to intimidate me.
7. and thank you, certain ninja, who have made the following possible:
7.a. laughter at the monicker "ninja of love", oh my sides
7.b for being patient when it seemed like my favorite past time was to test it
7.c. for straightening me out, injecting discipline, and other countless, invaluable career moves
7.d. for helping me detect the potent, burgeoning creative- idea wellspring of awesomeness
7.e. for the weekday beers, because they're different from the weekend beers.
7.f. for telling me I look beautiful, despite the OT induced zombie appearance
7.g. for telling me everything's going to be okay, when everything seemed like they weren't
for holding my hand, when i wanted them to be held, and when i wasn't expecting it to.
for kissing me, when i wanted to be kissed and when i wasn't expecting to
for holding me close, so often.
for all the weird, exploratory plans (mind you the red light pampanga district requires a second visit)
for harmonising along to a whole new world with me in public places. hahaha.
for taking me to that dinner place i had dreamt of going to for so long
for being so malambing, yehey!
for allowing me to dump all the popcorn from the bucket to the plastic bag, thus accessing the spilt butter
for waking me countless times, because i wasn't close enough
for not finding my head too heavy on your shoulder
for not taking me to the perfumery 24 times, but only 15 times in a row.
for armani. hehe!
for enabling the repeatedly challenging kilikiligame.
for my first 3D movie
for my first dance in the rain
for my first brushes with third person LBM
for my first waking up to someone staring at me. and consequently finding i love yous in my phonebox.
don't worry, it was the first time i thought it was not at all creepy.
haha
thank you :)
i have been plagued, incessantly, by the dire need for sashimi. yes.
the plump pink things, they mock me with their shameful nakedness, thoughts of them bathing in toyo browned with swabeng wasabi. i asked my mom to purchase fresh fish as soon as possible, as i will begin preparing them for their destiny by way of the eHow Word: http://www.ehow.com/how_3269_make-sashimi.html
soon, i say. soon, seafood.
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i had a long talk with my boyfriend recently. in a lot of ways, i came to realize how i should be thankful for all the little things. the things that make memories worth keeping, things that make TV worth surfing. they are plentiful, even if sometimes we don't think so.
so,
1. conan. thank you conan for everything. thank you for your hair, from which sprung an eternal well of jokes, for triumph the insult comic dog, for cheering me up when leno failed to do so, thank you conan thank you.
2. thank you british quasi 80s and grunge fashion fad for the past months you have enabled me to get away with wearing unwashed clothing, unbrushed hair and my morning scowl.
3. thank you, phoenix, for doing what you've done for the past several years in reassuring perfection.
4. thank you halina, for putting up with the lesbian faux front, thus allowing several cheap yet exciting and moderately entertaining drunken party moments to ensue.
5. thank you videoke, for the breadth and width of your gary v collection.
6. thank you the fort, for being the beautiful, new, accomodating abode. the variety of fine dining fails to intimidate me.
7. and thank you, certain ninja, who have made the following possible:
7.a. laughter at the monicker "ninja of love", oh my sides
7.b for being patient when it seemed like my favorite past time was to test it
7.c. for straightening me out, injecting discipline, and other countless, invaluable career moves
7.d. for helping me detect the potent, burgeoning creative- idea wellspring of awesomeness
7.e. for the weekday beers, because they're different from the weekend beers.
7.f. for telling me I look beautiful, despite the OT induced zombie appearance
7.g. for telling me everything's going to be okay, when everything seemed like they weren't
for holding my hand, when i wanted them to be held, and when i wasn't expecting it to.
for kissing me, when i wanted to be kissed and when i wasn't expecting to
for holding me close, so often.
for all the weird, exploratory plans (mind you the red light pampanga district requires a second visit)
for harmonising along to a whole new world with me in public places. hahaha.
for taking me to that dinner place i had dreamt of going to for so long
for being so malambing, yehey!
for allowing me to dump all the popcorn from the bucket to the plastic bag, thus accessing the spilt butter
for waking me countless times, because i wasn't close enough
for not finding my head too heavy on your shoulder
for not taking me to the perfumery 24 times, but only 15 times in a row.
for armani. hehe!
for enabling the repeatedly challenging kilikiligame.
for my first 3D movie
for my first dance in the rain
for my first brushes with third person LBM
for my first waking up to someone staring at me. and consequently finding i love yous in my phonebox.
don't worry, it was the first time i thought it was not at all creepy.
haha
thank you :)