11.24.2004

true order

breakfast.
lunch.
snack.
dinner.

but really, this is how it goes down in my world.

if i'm lucky i have breakfast. but i'm not. so i don't. naughty, naughty me.

double butter popcorn. yes, it's a meal.

lunch. sometime long after when "lunch" is supposed to be.

double butter popcorn. yes, again or at least i plan on having it again. IRRESISTABLE.

dinner. sometime long after when non-filipino people have dinner. LOOONGG after.

double butter popcorn. because u can't really have enough of this, and when there's bags and bags of the stuff EVERYWHERE. it must be consumed.

there really is no true order to this type of thing. but my filipino-time shines through even with my meals.
i'm not 2 hours late, i'm just 22 hours early

on another note, yesterday i went to starbucks with bO, and loi. i got eggnog something or other. THAT folks, meaning eggnog, is not meant to be had with coffee, and without rum. and for those who know, i DON'T drink coffee. coffee and me result in severe hyper-activity, followed promptly by:



the irony in ME getting THAT as a cup cozy. is priceless.

11.18.2004

haruba

jamaica...ooo i wanna take ya'.

but you'll end up in the washroom. or like me, burping the taste of an ocean. or like them (BEEs, Jeemy, and loi)...sleeping on the restaurant couch, burping inside...outside...all around... EVERYWHERE, and sleeping on my couch. we're always like this after we go out to dinner together, why why why?

*BuRp*

there was this man, outside of the restaurant, all with his "hmmmaaahhhhhh. pause. ohhhahhhhhhh" all the way to his car. the sounds coming from this man could mean many things:
  • he loved sushi. and sushi loved him back SO MUCH it was orgasmic.
  • he hated sushi, and the two women he came with forced him to eat it, and now he was paying for the need of a booty call.
  • he needed a puffer, and badly.

being the concerned asthmatics and friends of asthmatics, we were inclined to ask if he was ok. but he kept on going, right on by us, with the "hmmmaahhhhhhh. pause. ooooohhhhhhaaaaaahhhh"

dude needed a puffer.

i'm a dork and forgot my camera this evening. so, there will be no funny pictures of sleeping filipinos in front of a table of raw fish. ah well, you have an imagination, use it! otherwise you were there, and know exactly what we looked like, didn't i say don't get rice? right. listen next time!

CSI kicked ass and so did ER.

*BuRp*

11.14.2004

chillin' with the 26 year old villin'

26! because that's old, i must make it stand out. OLD I SAY! my bestest friend is old. ha ha! i'm poking fun. he's exactly the opposite. conceding to him being old is like me admitting i'm getting old. and i'm just not willing to go there. yes, i'm getting OLDER, but by no stretch of the imagination am i OLD and therefore neither is JA.

pub nights are good times, expecially when talks of God and Catholic conspiracies are involved. there was acohol consumed, which basically would explain how we talked about this on JA's birthday. but don't worry, he didn't mind at all, the 5:30 ratio of shots to minutes of consumption kept him in a happy state.

that's 5 shots in 30 minutes. Jack Daniels, Jose Cuervo, Keith's, all my favorite men were not very nice to him.

i must correct the "happy state" i was informed that at around [11.13.04] 3:00 am-EST he was woken by the worst headache EVER. yup, that'll do it to you.

cheers to our blue steel moments, i'm not exactly sure how this came up in the night, but cheers to not remembering either!

** one must remember, i didn't drink. why I specifically do not remember anything..i'm going to blame on getting OLD, MENTALLY MATURE



11.11.2004

remember this...

there is no beach that will make me ever forget or regret not leaving



i HEART you jareer-san! my ass is still here for you...LITERALLY!

11.02.2004

birthday hawaiian style



aloha.queen paro!

11.01.2004

are you happy with your country?





i got spammed this morning as no surprise. need a green card? ha! that was the jist of the email, but more specifically that was the subject.

yes. yes i am. proud to be canadian. proud to be from toronto. proud.

รก des americans: VOTE tomorrow! be proud aswell!

++ on an aside. i'm on the verge of finishing a story to post here. that's been long overdue. keep your eyes open for it.