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Thursday, March 11, 2010

plurk you!

i just plurked!

http://www.plurk.com/sinistersister

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

bloggito

Why is it that whenever I get the time to browse other blogs (I just click "next blog" on one of the buttons above hehe ), I always run into momma blogs and pastor blogs? Is it a sign that I will be a momma in the future? Or that my life will make a religious turn?

Why not, right?

And Max says I live in the NOW. :P ILY!

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Lakwatsa

It won't hurt to admit that I am stubborn sometimes. You may say all the time but I'll settle with sometimes. Eherm.

Well Mama did try to tell me that the Convent where I'd attend a two-hour counseling program for Pinay partners of foreign nationals maybe closed during the weekend. I did try to listen. But I have purchased my plane ticket going there and had my bus ticket going home reserved. I just looked at it as something funny rather than foolishness on my part. Well IT was foolishness on my part, in a funny way. =)

So, yeah. I got to the convent around 930AM. IT WAS CLOSED. (Note: emphasis using caps lock).

What to do? What to do? I have about 12 hours to spend in Cubao before I leave for Bicol at 9PM.

I called up two persons. First, April. Second, Mench. April did not reply 'til about 5PM. Mench replied early. She was may savior for the day. How did we survive the day in Cubao? Here's how.

1. Starbucks session. I already had lunch when Mench arrived at the Ali Mall. I had chickec-spaghetti-fries-coke float at McDees. Yums! Starbucks = coffee = ciggie = small talk. We tried catching up with each others goings-on mainly my engagement and marriage with Max and her breaking up with Gian. Ok we share the same ex-bf.

2. Alice in Wonderland. Nevermind the P70-difference in admission fee for a new movie. It was Alice in Wonderland for crying out loud on its first week of showing in the Philippines. I get to watch it first hand. I remember telling Max last night when I was in the bus that I like Johnny Depp better with make-up on.

3. Ear-piercing. Ok, it wasn't my idea. It was Mench's long-time plan to get another ear-pierce. And you me, I have always thought that piercing is a cool idea. Besides, I have had one extra pierce on my right ear. I decided to get a pierce on the left ear this time 'coz the lady who pierced us said the old one might bleed when re-pierced. Yuck. Blood.



4. Sbarro dinner. As if we haven't eaten yet since 11am, we had a hearty dinner at Mench's fave place called Sbarro. They serve Italian food. I had a salmon in lemmon something. She had a pizza with baked mac as crust. I tells ya it was a huge pizza slice! Food was good but I did not finish it because I was already feeling poopy.

5. Stuff! Neil Gaiman books were selling at 30% off price at the National bookstore. I chose to get Coraline. And of course I brought a new pair of loop earrings to replace the one I broke (Jill's manita gift in 2008).

Nevermind spending money for the non-complete counselling program. I have to admit I had fun.

P.S. Kuya Bong from Penafrancia Tours is a fast driver! I never really slept last night.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Presidential Idol

















And get this, I just made Max say yes to me about having a baby after a year of marriage! Wayheyy!!

The names, you may ask.

If it's a girl, she should be named Maharet. I suggested. Max liked it. Maharet is one of the first ever vampires alongside her twin sister Mekare. They were part of the First Brood. They are of course characters in my one of the books of my favorite author, Anne Rice (Queen of the Damned).

If it's a boy, it's gonna be BuzzSaw. BS for short. That's up for further discussion, of course.

=)

"Mung Daal."

Nooooooooo! Whazzam!

Malta Stewart

Here's a cool link. Malta looks awesome and bright!

Monday, March 1, 2010

Of Books and Genders

Books have sexes; or to be more precise, books have genders. They do in my head, anyway. Or at least, the ones that I write do. And these are genders that have something, but not everything, to do with the gender of the main character of the story. - Neil Gaiman

The only book Neil Gaiman wrote which took him a little while to give a gender is the American Gods. I bet the American Gods is his pet project.

I kept writing, fascinated. I felt, on the good days, more like the first reader than the writer, something I'd rarely felt since Sandman days.


I am amazed at Neil Gaiman's power of imagination. He went where the mainstream writers did not dare go. In his essay, he touches on C.S. Lewis' statement that the main characters should be normal people - normal people like Gulliver. He disagreed strongly though that Alice is normal.

If you have read a Neil Gaiman book, you would agree with me when I say that his protagonists are far from normal. Each main character has always had the weirdness air which only Neil Gaiman can give (well at least the ones I already read). Fat Charlie (Anansi Boys) worked for an accounting agency and is unambitious. Richard Mayhew (Neverwhere) was equally unambitious. Door (Neverwhere) was a noble person amongst a rather murky group. The endless in the Sandman books...need I say more.

Speaking of weirdness, I would love to watch Alice in Wonderland. It would be awesome if I can watch it with Max but I am not leaving for VA til after 46 days. I always thought that Johnny Depp is lucky for playing the best and weird roles for the silverscreen fans. He played Edward Scissorhands, Willy Wonka, Ichabod Crane, the Mad Hatter and of course John Dillinger.

Ok, I am sleepy now. Good night. I'm getting better at boring myself.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

The Waves are PMS-ing

Yes, I am PMS-ing. It's amazing how Max has seen the monthly trend. I told him "I'm PMS-ing.". "Yeah, I know.". hehe. I love you hun. You know me well.


Side note: He has received the Valentine's day card that I sent him about 3 week ago. Not that late. It's still the month of hearts. I thought I'd surprise him with a card (as I really am not the type to send cards and stuff) and that the card I saw on National Bookstore reminded me of the Mooninites from Aqua Teen Hunger Force.


Back to our news. Yes. PMS.

And as if in agreement with my PMS, the waves have declared their PMS too on national and international TV.

I received a text last night from Ate Cele saying there might be tsunamis coming to the Philippine shores. I got worried. But I think I was too sleepy to let the worry linger in my mind. Me? Worry? Meh! Ask Max! hehe

I was only reminded of the warning when I was surfing facebook and came upon Julian's status message warning his "bitch house", ducats, dogs and family about the tsunami. I wonder if he has removed his dad on his friends list with his bitch posts. hehehe

So I called up Megz to warn her because I remember her texting me about their first taxi clients who are American tourists. In between worry and sleepyness last night, I could hear Mom talking to Cel about the possible tsunami and reminding me to let Megz know first thing in the morning. Megz has her contingency planned out. Good.

Please just click the link below because I am no expert on tsunamis and earthquakes and I cannot be arsed to talk more about it.
http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/nation/02/27/10/philippines-issues-tsunami-alert

Take care peeps. It shall pass. Six more hours.