12.13.07
THE DEVIL’S ADVOCATES #1: X-MEN
(the place is dark and the lagarista may still be running for the other half of the reel. and…)
Voice: Are you alone?
Chris: Oh, syeeeet.
Yeah. I am.
(the voice have hands and brushed Chris’ arms.)
Voice: Pwede ka?
Chris: Po?
Waaa. This is a nightmare come alive.
Voice: Type kita eh.
(an explosion rocked the screen and bright light flooded the theater)
Chris: Big hands to strangle me with, plus looks that could sink a thousand ships.
Katatapos lang po, wala na kayong mapipiga.
Voice: How old are you?
Chris: 87
Voice: Really?
Chris: Jeez, can’t he take a hint?
Yes and as a matter that’s as old as I could probably get. I am dying this year. STD, yes?
Voice: trailed off…
10.09.07
MONDAY’S BLOG
I am still mooning over what happened last weekend. So even though the air today is humid it didn’t dampen my spirit. I am supposed to blog about how to seduce someone, but wtf, I ain’t gonna kiss and tell. Tsk. I think I’m in love. Lol.
09.05.07
Fern-C
As the Boy Scout oath says, one has to be “laging handa.” And it does pay to be safe all the time. So, I was buying a, er… rubber. @.@ alright, condom… this morning. I am 24 (woot) but up to now, I am still embarrassed to order around the counter people and say condom aloud without me blushing to high heavens. It always elicit those knowing smirks either from the cashier or the person behind you in the queue. That is why I am thankful, that one can just say, “meron kayong Trust?” because it sounds less scandalous.
However, I found out Trust robs one of the feeling tremendously that one might as well wear a rain coat or something to that effect. hehe. Good thing a friend recommended Frenzy, which to my surprise worked better indeed.
Never mind that it’d make everything wearing it look like a neon sign in bright shade of orange or yello, it was definitely Frenzy this morning. The drugstore exchange went like this:
“Ten pesos each po. Ilan?”
“Dalawa lang.” It should be in a pack. And they come in sets. Two packs?
A while later here comes the salesperson hobbling with two capsules. I swallowed hard. I thought, were these new condoms – capsulized ones? (Futek, what an idiot, eh?) Apparently, he mistook my purchase for the Fern-C, the darn ascorbic acid supplement. I did not dare correct his mistake. So I was forced to drop by another drugstore (such an ass) and declared Frenzy one more time.
I asked how much. She, the druggist, said, 7 bucks. I thought, surely the girl knows her business plus the price is significantly lower so I did not add “yung condom ate.” It turned out, she was also one dumb version of the previous moron so I got another pair of Fern-C. Gawd, I thought I was being punished by someone. Lol.
Anyway, I got the right one finally with the third druggist. Sheesh, I felt so stupid and pathetic… noob.
07.31.07
JUST LIKE THE SEA
“Taste everything.” This came from a line of the middle-aged, bearded Mephisto in the romance called Fields of Gold.
Indeed, we’re like strands stretching along with the firmament. When our line snaps, then we’re it – broken to dust and the world won’t stop turning while we fade behind. We live and we die, so why not taste everything while we can. It does make sense.
Tonight I will be doing my share, (ehem). It frightens me a bit but I quiver in excitement. To be like this – giddy for something – is an experience by itself. Woot!
There’s a bit of hint somewhere. haha.
07.21.07
SHHHH
I’ve been to (only) four motels in my lifetime *snickers. And I was curious how each one
of these were replete with mirrors all over. I guess there just this unwritten rule that people get some kicks watching themselves do their thang. Mwahaha. Anyways, as I was writing this entry I decided to dig a bit deeper about this issue and I got a disturbing fact: Mirrors could be used by people who’s got an equally stronger kick of watching others either with their naked eyes or with their cameras. I guess that’s why we got scandals left and right. wooo…
Anyway, if you have had a lot of 24 and NCIS, then you’d remember the interrogation room with the one-way mirror er.. glass where a number of peeps could observe zee art of the bad-cop-good-cop thingy. Well, now you’re thinking what am thinking. Unless you are a sight to behold or one is excellent under the sheets, you might wanna think twice about the whole caper or just turn the light’s out.
Here is a way to find out if the mirror (daw) is one way, lol >> you know you wana click ^^.
07.07.07
CREDIT CARD
A: I want to watch your face.
B: hmm…
…
B: why?
A: You seem to like it very much. I want to see your face when you do.
B: light’s on?
A: Uh, nope. I’ll get the phone.
B: haha. no video.
A: Just the light.
…
B: why do you smile?
A: …
B: …
A:You look priceless when you do it.
B: Like the credit card ad?
A: haha
B: …
A: How can I make you happy?
B: …
A: …
B: i’m happy.
A: …
07.03.07
RED, WHITE AND BLUE
The sticker read:Red, White and Blue. Bestselling… Hardcore.
Great. So let’s see. Bestsellers have the quality that the masses like. Ya know like gore, blondes, histrionics. Anyway, they tick and so I was curious.
It cost a few bucks and it was fine. Afterall, there’s the net to confirm if something is just so so or uber fine. It so happened that this one got raves.
And so.
I have endured the longest queue in my life trying to hide my face from everybody because I am buying… er, porn. ye.
What am I to do? I am in so dire need of inspiration that I willing to sell my soul for that one big idea. Okay, that’s just half meant (nervous laf). fux. Don’t get excited. See, if you are a writer. bwahaha. or desperately trying to be one, you should try to ingest as much crap churned by pop culture as you can. (I have read somewhere that it is indeed the case and so no use arguing that am trying to justify the caper and, no, sugar, I am not being defensive. eh?)
Anyway, it just happened that the material was okay and it served its end. Wahaha. It is now buried in the deepest abyss of my hard drive waiting for my pass in case things gets…
er, where are we..
Ah, yeah. It’s a hard to be writer. Really. Trust me.
