International Pervert

It started out with schnell schneller vundabar; German stuff taught to me by those crazy Bulgarians and now I'm like an international pervert with my vast knowledge of swear-words in Bulgarian. Among others.

Of course this rude enlightenment did not come to me naturally, like an immaculate conception. After a certain BG hottie gave me a link to a site filled with rude Bulgarian words, I was hooked and went on to discover the Hebrew, Czech, Estonian, etc. counterparts.

Next week, I can prolly curse like a sailor in 15 different languages. But I'll never know how to order coffee when I go to Prague because the only Czech words I know would be hovno and peecha. Hahahaha!

Midnight Apocalyptic Flooding Thingy

Shiiiiiit! Fuuuccckkk! Double merde, sacre bleu and craaaaaapp! My kitchen sink's hose suddenly snapped and all this water started pouring out. In torrents.

At first, I was like: What's that sound, what, what, what, what and Where is it coming from, where, where, where, where?!? And suddenly the Apocalyptic Flood started flowing in between my toes.

And bringing the oceans, lakes and rivers into my home and underneath the Orgasmic Bar via my sink's nether regions. This time, my Bar is not feeling vundabar at all. (coz the vundaBAR is made of wood and water will just make it fragile/collapsible. hahahaahah)

Twenty-five minutes later: The flood was contained; the leak and overflow were halted but there was flood management and floor drying being done at midnight. With tools including rugs, old newspapers, dirty laundry and useless cloths. But still, and I know for certain: it's still wet under the bar. PistingYawaAtay.

All the same, danke to the man whore/ miracle worker. :)

But I'm still shaken to the core.

Fuck, fuckety, fuck, fuck.

All in a Name

How can one just look at a person's NAME and one gets butterflies in one's stomach? It's so strange. And looking at that person's PHOTO may cause one to have tingling bodily spasms. And someday, the person appearing in person would make one end up unconscious. And ecstatic.

No, this is not from personal experience/feelings. Hahahahaha

Good Morning, Baby

It's waaay toooo early to rise and shine and be up and about. I'm very, very confident that somewhere in this world, it's still happy hour. So maybe I can quickly chug a few shots to help me go back to sleep. It's 6AM and I feel very much awake. Good grief.

Attack of the Centipede

I accidentally stepped on the drain while taking a shower this morning. When I noticed the small flood, I also saw a centipede about 2 inches long swimming toward me. AAAAAAAAAAAAH! I ran for my life.

Well, I had to go back to the bathroom. There's no chance I'm going out to the world out there without a complete shower. And with soap suds all over.

I took a peek and there was the monster, resting on the lower part of the bathroom wall. It must be tired after all that swimming-slash-trying to attack me escapade. I silently reached out for the bottle of moriatic acid and poured it over the creature. And I watch it shrivel and die before my eyes.

It's so stressful to go through such violence during the start of day.

I feel a bit guilty. I hope it's mama is not the vengeful type.

@ SM and the Cab Driver/Wanna-be Murderer

At SM for some grown-up stuff. I wonder if I can accomplish anything today since my first stop is at Earthweb for some beer.

Yes, I can. 

Anyhoo, I passed by the entertainment center and saw some Mascots (a lion and a cat) doing porno-style dancing in front of pre-school children. While their parents are happily taking pictures of the mascots grinding and humping in front of their kids. WTF. Those kids are gonna be scarred for life. Hahahaha!

On the way to the mall, the cab driver was singing to Guns and Roses blastin from his stereo. It would have been soo cool but he was very reckless and we had 4 close calls. I wonder why he wanted to kill me. I very, very badly want to choke him. The meter stopped at 112.50. I gave him 113 and demanded for my 50 cents. He's so not worth the tip.

Bar Fixation and a Free Day

It's a free day, it's a free day! I'm skipping the warden's lair. Lalalala.

I think I have a bar fixation. I've been staring and/or hovering at mine since I brought it home. It's one of the coolest things I've ever owned. Although, I still haven't found a bar stool that I like. So for now, it's still standing position all the time in the bar premises.

Standing position with bits of Jose, Jack, Margarita and some cheese balls. Ooooh! Sounds so slutty! Vundabar! Hahahaha!

Now I'm off to the living room to have some serious disco inferno rehearsals on my dance pad. Lovely day.

Friday Gold Rush

Listening to my Friday Gold Rush play list. I hate streaming even if it's Y101 coz the connection can get disconnected sometimes. The mix of 80's and 90's hits is perfect for insanity unleashed. One minute it's cool grooving, then mad 80's disco moves, then serious headbanging. Plus non-stop singing. Perfect way to start the weekend.

Grown-Ups, Friday and Tingly Sensations

Hahahah! Grown Ups. One of the best movies. Luuurrrveit. I was still laughing when I woke up. And maybe, also while sleeping.

It's Friday! Obviously. Happy, happy, happy. As usual, I'm seriously planning on skipping the warden's lair (a.k.a prison and a.k.a... you know.) but I'm out of vacation credits. So sad. But still happy!

The tingly sensations are still lingering around even without the SG. My, what a potent drug. Not that I had some. I just looked and sniffed. If I had some, I would be permanently rolling around floors and sidewalks and streets. That's how potent the SG is. Hahahaha.

WTF!

Okay. So I'm really, really pissed-off at Globe Broadband. I surfed via their USB device-thingy for a total of 4 hours. Based on their published rates, I expected to be billed around 80 to 100. Imagine my shock when they told me my browsing charges were around 5000. WTF!

To Skip or Not to Skip, the Poor Pup and Pink Camera

I'm seriously thinking about skipping work today to finish decorating my apartment. And play Crash Bandicoot. But I should go back to sleep and decide later. It's practically just the break of dawn in MY world.

Yesterday:

I was still very, very sad over the death of the two-legged pup that I unofficially adopted. Maybe I should have given it beer instead of milk. It would probably still be up and about today.

And also sad over the loss of my pink camera. I hope they're together wherever they are.

Good thing last night, Giovanni and Ian made me laugh and laugh and laugh at the Mooon. All's well that ends well. Nothing that good ol' beer and laughter can't cure.

Prison Break

In less than 10 minutes I will break out of these prison walls and into booze-dom. Because I'm very, very determined to change this dreary Monday to Funday. However, the best solution to Mondays is to make them illegal. For good.

World Cup Violence and Change of Plans

Busy, busy, busy, busy. Well what can you expect from Monday?

What's worse, I feel like my super powers are depleted today, due to lack of sleep. Just to cheer for the Dutch, I slept around 4AM. The Nederlands must hold a terrible grudge against España! They were kicking the shins, the chest, the knees, etc of their opponents instead of the ball. I decided to go to sleep. It wasn't part of my plan to stay up so late just to be subjected to all that violence.

I was planning to rehydrate and detoxify my system from all the booze I've been chuggin' the past few weeks. Then Ian asked me if I wanna go drinking later. Hell, yeah!

Because I can always rehydrate and detoxify tomorrow. But who knows when the world will run out of beers, right? There might be hops-shortage or malt-shortage or whatever-they-put-to-make-beer shortage tomorrow. For all I know, alcohol will be on world-wide ban tomorrow. So I say, do not put off for tomorrow what you can drink today.

Beaching Around

I've been beaching around the islands all summer and in between. Pandanon, Mactan, Bantayan, Malapascua, Olanggo, Pandanon again, Panglao, Bantayan again and this will go on and on for the rest of the year. Woohoo! I look and feel like a Cerveza Negra. All dark and boozy. I luuurrrve it.

Patka-less Moments

Yesterday:

After three straight weekends of beaching around, it feels strange that I'm having booze on a Saturday, and I can't hear the sound of the waves nor feel the heat caused by the tropical-by-the-beach-type climate and by another heat source.  It also feels strange to be boozing about without talking about gulyama patka, duha, OOOO cotyo, schnell, schneller vundabar. And oh, coorrr! Those bloody Bulgarians! We hit it off really fast and I miss them terribly. Hahahahaha!  :D

Sweat

How come, when one is in the presence of one's Sex God, one sweats like a camel in heat coz of all that walking across the desert. So sad. Sex God is all godly and godful while looking at a sweaty being and maybe thinking all the while like: "wow! the being is sweating like a sweaty being". So sad. And so unfair to the sweaty being ogling at the Sex God and the Sex God can just look at the being's shiny-with-sweat forehead and see his reflection there. And then he might say: "Wow, I so look like a Sex God" hahahhahahaha!

Johnny, Jamaican Rum and Staying In Weekender

I am having brandy with creme de menthe after that Jamaican rum and Johnny Walker Black that beloved relatives brought right here all the way from the US and Castle Shop. I have to wake up around 5AM tomorrow. I am typing and thinking like a robot or a drunken bitch. Guess I'm a drunken bitch. I did not go out with the favorite guys coz I am woozy. I am excited to go to Bantayan Island tomorrow. I am drunk, Night, soon.

Fish and Chips and Underwear

Went to Mark's big sale to see my BFF Baka. Then I got myself some new boyleg knickers to wear when I'm dancing. At home, of course. And also a tin of their Curiously Strong Mints. They're really strong but I'm not at all curious as to why.

Went to Patio Ecila after for fish 'n chips. It was sad that they did not have peppercorn sauce. It tastes good on everything! A bottle of beer would've been vundabar, too but I don't wanna end up feeling wozzy for tonight's maniac-type dancing that I'm planning to do after I attend my future uncle's birthday dinner. And I can't wait to see my cousin Arianne, the cutest little girl in the world.