The Declaration

Today, I declared a holiday for myself. Woot!

But first, I did a bit of grown-up stuff at the bank. Then late lunch at Sunburst, where the MW and I had a chicken wing-fest. Yum.

The MW had to go back to work and I wanted to roam around Ayala, but deemed it too risky and dangerous for my life and well-being. My half-month's earnings are in my purse and I might go a 'lil crazy and spend 'em all on booze, shoes and books. So I decided to go to the bookstore but in total self-control mode and just grabbed these two books that I've wanted to read for a month now. Something Blue and Something Borrowed. And gave my head a virtual pat for not going insane on purchases.

Went home, turned on the AC, curled up with one of the books with my very own compilation of Friday Gold Rush in the background.

And now I'm up and about, multi-tasking: singing to the Killers, playing Diner Dash, blogging and preparing for THE Private Party later and Modern Family marathon. Aaaah, this is life as I know it.

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.