So Awesome is awake at 4AM preparing for work and I won't even elaborate on the title and he's like a 2nd grader still trying to steal some sleep on the couch. After which, I can’t even continue writing this coz he keeps on PEEKING here and trying to get me to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. Grrrrrrrrrrr. And keeps on being snugly. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.
My life is a coloring book where everything is forever summer, it's always weekends and everyday feels like a holiday in happy hues. There are some hot pink laughter, emerald blue lovin', green teardrops, yellow smiles, turquoise hugs, red sorrows and purple anger. And more hot-pink-laced-with-aquamarine laughter. There's so much laughter, coming out in rainbow peals. Hey, I think I'm drunk! Or not! I'm just forever high!
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Merrily Farting
Subdued Devious Horns
So it’s almost 4.am and I have the most minimal dosage of alcohol ever encountered by a boozy person who likes the booze on a Friday night. Even Friday night is surprised! Because it was one of the rarest encounters by Friday night with me! Just waiting for Awesome to wake up. Gosh, nurses are so grown up when they have work, especially early morn the next day!
And going back to the topic of boozing and alcoholic content, this is MINIMAL for moi, trust me. So minimal that I feel my angelic halo’s soothing warmth that's settling around my unruly curls is penetrating into my brains, telling me to go to sleep coz it’s almost 4.am. The devilish horns are so totally subdued. For the past 4 weeks. I think they're gonna fight back tomorrow. We'll see!
Thursday, September 1, 2011
My Life as Reflected on Facebook (Circa September 2008 to February 2009)
Ok. I've been putting this project off for a year and a half now. That is to collect all my FB stats and post them here. I started out manually; scrolling down my wall and copy-pasting everything to a note pad. Then I accidentally clicked on a link and got taken to another page. So there.
Then, I discovered an .ipa that downloads all my stats into my ipod touch. Alas, I didn't have to keep scrolling down to what seems like the center of the Earth anymore! But I had to do loads of typing, which I didn't have time for. That time, I was too busy juggling between meeting HR-related deadlines and advancing to the number 1 spot in Cafe World.
So I went into research mode and I discovered an FB app that exports my FB stats to an excel file that I can easily download. Still it wasn't able to collect anything beyond the 2nd half of 2009. Which is a moot point, actually.
Finally in February this year, I found out that FB already allows you to download a backup of your EVERYTHING! Photos, albums, videos, friends, all wall activities since the beginning of time -- the works!
And yesterday afternoon, I was in the zone of memories and histories and proofs and individualism and favorite things, which made me post this on my wall:
So I realized that what I had been putting off for the past year and a half, I'm already actually in the mood to do right now. So finally, all my FB stats, in periodic installments, for my viewing pleasure, again and again. Because yes, I love my life and myself and I always enjoy my thoughts, my quirks, my feelings and my activities even if others may not. So here goes:
| Yeah! Hollywood's on a Roll! |
February 2, 2009 at 9:40 pm
| Madagascar 2: Escape to Africa, Rocks! |
February 22, 2009 at 9:14 pm
| the movie Role Models is heartwarming and so damn funny! |
To be continued…
Sunday, August 21, 2011
The Lonely Sunday Brunch
It feels so strange to have the house all to myself and the brunch all to myself on a Sunday morning. While I am satisfied with 2 pieces of Hot and Spicy Spam and half a cup of rice, he always wants the full spread. Lechon, kinilaw, beef soup and seaweed one Sunday, home-made grilled pork belly, sinigang soup, veggies and noodles the next and squid, bangus, chorizo and blue marlin two Sundays after and so on. We usually eat leftovers the rest of the week. Hahahaha!
After countless Sunday feasts, today, my 2 pieces of spam were looking rather forlorn on the plate. Of course they still tasted yummy and I enjoyed devouring them while listening to the cheesiest music known to mankind. (I prepare my karaoke list every Sunday with these songs. Because I believe that Karaoke should be all about cheesy, outdated songs that when played in a different place at a different time, would give me the urge to pull my hair out or punch someone)
Anyhoo. Lonely weekend meals. The downside of living with someone whose profession calls for weekend work every now and then. At least I have the handymen fixing the neighbors’ rooftop for company. I can see them through the window over the sink. And they can see me. That’s why I am fully clothed.
Of Saturday And Sobriety
Last night was utterly unbelievable.
I did not have any booze at all, not even a single drop of it. And I hit the sack at around 8PM.
8PM!!!
Now, talking to my reflection in the laptop: Where is that crazy/boozy girl called Celeste and what have you done to her?
Slept at 8PM! With no booze! On a Saturday night! Can you believe that???
Okay, moving on.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Comfort in Spamming with Sinful Iced Coffee
Addicted to Spicy Spam for almost 10 years. The key is not to fry but to microwave per slice for about 1 minute. Retains the Tabasco flavor! Works as well for Black Pepper Spam and Garlic Spam! \m/
And even when I'm broke, I only buy Nescafe Gold or Taster's Choice, otherwise I don't buy instant coffee at all. But no, I don't drink coffee everyday (or coke) ever since I decided my priority was alcohol way back in '04. And this is why I'm sleepless at quarter to six. Nescafe Gold + Coffeemate + Sugar + Ice + Fundador! \m/
Saturday, July 23, 2011
The Body Slam Rehearsal
It's been a long time since we did the slamming in Ayala, SM, church (hahaha) etc.)
So, tonight, I came up with this plot point to realistically rehearse the body slam: We are in a grocery (Metro Ayala or SnR) and then we found something, whatever, that we've been looking for. And I say:
Me: Van, look!!!
Me: Terrific! Body slam!!!
And then he slammed into me and I stumbleD!!
Me: Hey! Don't be rough! I may be fat but you're stronger than me!
So we slammed once again. And it was perfect!
Epilogue:
Then he lay down on the bed. Maybe to rest. And I pretended to dive down into him (but with no intention) Because it was just "pretend" right? But he swerved sideways! And I was still on my feet. (coz it was pretend) this is my reaction: ????????: And he simply said, "KAYATA! what if a 10 story building was falling fast on you? you'd react the same way right??"
like i was gonna land on him like a pile of rocks. i went all huffy and then there was him tickling me and suggesting that i drink more booze. hahaha! all is well. i love myself. hahahaha. i love awesome more! with him, i NEVER long and i never ask! ;-)