Wanted: Barako Bed Spacer

While getting drenched in the first full-on rainshower of the season, I noticed this funny sign along Boni Avenue.

It's all about preferences y'all.

Disconnected

Well hello there www! Please blame PLDT for my not being online as often as I want.

There's supposed to be a ton of shit I should be talking about but I don't know where to start. Going to Cavite/Tagaytay for some rural fun, buying new shoes and hanging out with a friend at Rockwell are some of the highlights. The few pictures I managed to take are all in my phone so I can't post them yet.

By the way, it turns out moving here doesn't entirely mean I'll be revirginized. Love and libido conquers all.

Greetings From Manda-freakin'-luyong

Surprisingly, I'm still alive. I haven't been online for at least four days and it seemed like an eternity. Our PLDT line is yet to be connected so good luck to me.

Anyway, Mandaluyong is the new Malate. My sister and I are moving in with a cousin and his girlfriend (plus the helper). I know I've whined about this a thousand times with practically everyone I know but this moving bullshit is such a pain in the ass. And we're not even done yet. It's insane. I am certainly looking forward to getting done with this and reclaim my already ho-hum social life. Jeez, I don't even remember the last time I ate in a restaurant or went to the mall without having to worry about being homeless.

It will certainly be difficult for me to get laid now that I'm living with more relatives. Oh well, like I said, good luck to me.

Last Hurray

Tang-ina kasing kalibugan yan! Ayan, napalaba ka tuloy ng alas kwatro ng umaga.

After over 2 years, several housemates and numerous visitors, I'm out of here. Tonight's the last night and I knew I had to cap it off memorably.

How we're going to transport our shit from point A to point B is beyond me. I do know though that that's the last time I can invite someone over at 3 am. I also know that I'm very tired and tomorrow's a long day so I should start trying to sleep.

From Horny To Horrified

It happened before. But this time, the proximity is closer.

We've only seen each other twice and the last time was months ago, late last year or early this year I think. He was such a nice and polite guy during those two occasions that he came over-- too nice I even thought.

On this seemingly uneventful afternoon, after not hearing from each other for a while, I decided to call him. I was surprised to hear a grown man's voice on the line after a few rings. It turns out it's his father.

"Anjan po si ___?"

Then he asked me where I'm from. I told him I'm from Manila.

He was saying some things. But it hit me when he said, "Kasi nagkasakit sya... Wala na sya."

At this point, I just said sorry and goodbye because I was too shocked to come up with a more appropriate response. I couldn't say, "Oh. My. Gawd. Shit." you know.

Salcedo Market + Moving Drama

This week has been hell. All the pressure of being potentially homeless has gotten into my brain I almost had a breakdown--that is if I didn't already had one a couple of days ago after a tensed conversation with my father over the phone.

But enough about the moving drama for now.

This morning, Pam, a colleague, and I decided to kill some time after work so we walked to Salcedo Village. We checked out the Salcedo Market since both of us have never been there before.

The place is pretty small but there's an abundance of interesting edible items everywhere. It's a foodie's haven with the variety of eats available; fruits, veggies, barbecue, Indian food, Filipino food, Chinese food, juices, wine, produce, etc. And get this, not only is there lechon baboy, there's also lechon baka!

Do you see what I see? Gawd, I haven't had lechon in months!

Pam bought some tinapa while I got myself hummus and pita.

I personally think the prices are a little steep but then again this weekend spectacle is in the heart of the central business district that is Makati. Nonetheless, Salcedo Market is certainly worth a visit. It's quite refreshing to see live tilapias the size of dinner plates in the middle of this concrete jungle.

Anyway, I will surely miss this view from the balcony.