Archive for October, 2005

pirates!


For the long break (or what’s left of it), I visited the local haunt for pirated DVDs and bought these:

– Ethan Mao (Audience Award for best feature film at the Turin Lesbian & Gay Film Festival)
– Four Brothers (feat. Mark Wahlberg)
– Flight Plan (feat. Jodi Foster)
– Must Love Dogs (feat. John Cusack, Dermott Mulroney, and Diane Lane)
– The 40 Year Old Virgin (feat. Steve Carrell)
– The Longest Yard (feat. Adam Sandler and Chris Rock)
– The Phantom of the Opera (the Joel Schumacher movie adaptation)

Okay, okay, I am guilty of buying pirated DVDs. But I just couldn’t resist them,what with a measly retail price of 60-pesos (US$1.07) each. Whew! Sometimes, it’s amazing to find award-winning (read: Sundance, Cannes, and a slew of award-giving international film fests such as the one cited above) titles sharing selling space with the latest blockbusters, classics, foreign language films, and soon-to-be-released movies. I am telling you, even you would go crazy!

the one with 3am, green tomato and Friends; get ready for your close-up


It’s five minutes past three in the morning and I just got home from a night-out with friends. Then a chilling thought came to me – this is the so-called witching hour, the deepest of the night. Somehow, this hour started to freak me out ever since that recent incident at a hotel we stayed in. You see, three of us left awake were telling ghost stories to each other, then a story about the 3AM-phenomenon was brought up. Upon hearing the time reference from the story teller, I asked them what time it was. Before they checked their watches, and told me to not look at mine, I slipped out my cellphone and found out, to my horror, that it read 3:00. Freaky! Some forces might have been listening to us all that time and have found a way to make their presence felt. Happy Halloween!

So my friends and I dined in this restaurant called Green Tomato, which served pastas, pizzas and a bunch of antipastos. We had three different kinds of pastas – one with tuna, another with chicken and mushrooms, and yet another with hungarian sausages. We also had rosemary chicken with a potato salad siding and two nine-inch pizzas. Now those are only for the four of us, imagine that! They were all damn fine, so it was a nice find after all. We were all bloated and had a hard time peeling our asses off the chairs.

Skipping the sucky movies, we went to my friend’s unit and binged on yet more food. We gorged on a Sansrival ice cream, which I found to be a tad boring, as well as some chips and cookies. I found a DVD of the Friends’ finale episode and we popped it in her player. Friends is one of those feel-good sitcoms that just makes you look at life at a sunnier perspective. Yes, there were heartaches and petty bickerings, but at the end of the day, you still find yourself in the midst of friends. Imagine, ten years of Phoebe (my favorite of the gals), Joey (of the guys), Chandler and Monica, and of Ross and Rachel. I hope another sitcom like this comes along.

Cut to a different story. I read this morning that Mars, for the second time in nearly 60,000 years, will swing unusually close to Earth today, appearing as a yellow twinkle in the night sky. True enough, I think I saw it right above our house a few minutes ago. What I saw was the brightest of the stars, so I am assuming that that’s the fourth rock from the Sun, now only 43.1 million miles away. The normal distance between the Earth and Mars would be around 140 million miles, so tonight’s close-up of the moon is highly rare, something which will not possibly happen again until 2018. I might be wrong, my eyes might have just been playing tricks on me, but if you happen to be gazing at the sky tonight, look for a small brilliant dot. If you have a high-powered telescope, you could be looking at a very luminous ball, or even be able to see the details on the planet’s surface including its southern ice cap and white clouds. Now that’s the closest you could get to seeing Mars.

On another close-up incident, let me recall an uncomfortable up-close with a guy at the spa last night. I was leisurely enjoying the warm jacuzzi when this gay dude joined in. There was the usual testing-the-waters silence at first until he chatted me up. I usually put on a talk-to-me-not face when in the spa, since I want some quiet downtime by myself. This guy was just persistent. And it was just amusing how he tried to sway his way with words. First, he asked me if I am doing weights. Saying they are toned nicely. What the *beep?! I know my arms, and obviously, they are shapeless slabs of appendages, sans the contours of muscles. Then he comments (note: I didn’t use the word compliment since his sincerity was dubious) that I am goodlooking, well, extremely goodlooking, since he used the local word for it twice. Errr, okay… He even went to explaining how my face comes close to, if not, perfection because of the distance of my eyes from each other, the shape of my nose, my brows, my mouth, and the whole face anatomy blah blah blah yada yada yada, which he says he is quite familiar with since he’s in the fashion industry. Okay, those were rather nice things to hear about myself, but sorry, I. Am. Not. Buying. It. He might have felt I was getting more and more freaked out by the minute, or he might have seen this one guy walking into the steam room, because he bid goodbye, finally! Much to my relief because the water has pruned my fingers and I was itching to sit butt-naked in the dry sauna.

Oh, well. Gotta hit the sack. I hope you’d be able to have a close-up view of Mars tonight and I wish you the sweetest of dreams.

la la long weekend


Once one escapes college and starts working, gone are the long seasonal vacations that come by during semestral breaks, Christmas holidays, and sizzling summer months. And worse, working in Manila does not afford the hardworking employee leisurely long breaks from the mundane, clockwork confines of his job. Call it corporate milking at maximum. Thank the heavens for our incumbent president, she likes moving holiday dates that fall mid-week to either Friday or Monday, so Saturday and Sunday breaks are stretched to three-day offs.

This time around, I will enjoy not three days off work, but five (plus three, for the next weekend)! October 31 and November 1 were declared holidays in remembrance of the dead. I was able to offset my overtime working hours on November 2 for yet another day of rest and relaxation. It sucks though that I have to work on Thursday, before another 3-day weekend comes by, thanks to the Ramadan celebration (or the end of it, I don’t really know).

Now this rare break calls for an escapade into the local world-class beach or a quick sojourn in a neighboring country hotspot destination. Well, too bad I would have to save up for my quasi-week holiday in Hong Kong 11 days from now. While my colleagues are in Boracay, Singapore, and Shanghai during this long break, I would just have to make do with a weekend at the mall and DVD marathons in my room. Not bad at all. Besides, it’s time to catch up with sleep and look my freshest and finest for HK and KM.

Later! I’m off to see the three best gals in the world for a movie and dinner. I hope we find something better than Legend of Zorro, Doom, and Lava Girl-something. Otherwise, it’s a terrible weekend for the movies. Eek!

be my amazon godmother


Christmas is only a few calendar leaves away, and it’s just so in-the-mood to wish for gifts I want this year.

Enter my Amazon’s Wish List, a treasure trove of the fancy shmancy things my materialistic, travel-thirsty, and TV-series-junkie soul desires. From an array of Gucci, Rayban and D&G eyewear to complete sets of Sex and the City and Queer As Folk dvds. From a measly yearly subscription to Time Magazine to an eye-popping Eyewitness Europe travel guide. And oh, don’t forget the 4GB black Ipod Nano I squeezed in there! Just in case, y’know. Haha!

Well, okay, so this entry is just a filler for this non-thinking blogging mode I am currently in. God, nothing interesting is happening in my life now! Well, except for that trip I am taking 12 days from now. Woohoo! Note to self: check Lane Crawford for Kowalskis on sale.

So going back to Amazon, I plan to order a Cranium Turbo Edition and the hilarious “Letters from a Nut” book set, as Christmas gifts to myself. This time, I would get to save on the shipping charges since my colleague has generously offered that her sister in New York, who’s coming back to Manila in December, receive and bring the goods here. Ah, sweet, sweet savings!

So if you want to be my Amazon godmother this Christmas, do take a look at my Wish List and keep those gifts the love coming in!

On a side note:
While continental US has salivated over and my bestfriend has seen it on the local MTV channel, I have yet to watch in awe Madonna’s Hung Up video. I haven’t tuned in to MTV in the past years, so now is the time to do so again. For any local schedules that you might know (of the program where the video will be shown, or any program feature on Madonna and her newest album), please leave a note in the Comments section. Muchas gracias!

sayonara tokyo, hello hong kong


After my third visit to the Japanese Embassy and weeks of lusting over everything Tokyo, it is with sadness that I was denied a visa would have to put this dream trip on hold.

With a quick change of travel plans, I would instead be going to Hong Kong on the second week of November. Last time I was there was 2003, so new attractions have been set in place like the Avenue of Stars and Disneyland. But I don’t know if I’d spend money and time in Disneyland, maybe I’d have to postpone that until more rides are in place and my nieces are travelling with me. Maybe a daytrip to Macau would be more eventful. I’ll see. Well, ‘nuf said, time to book my flights.

Still not in the mood for blah-blah-to-death entries. My eyes are dead from last night’s cheap wine drinking and a last-minute sleepover invitation. My body’s tired from the string of events over the past weeks and a TV-feature shoot this afternoon. My mind’s blank from too much beating and lack of sleep. So pardon me and surrender me to dreamland, while I wish you a good morning, afternoon, or evening – wherever you may be.

easy saturday, real love


Last night’s work of packaging goodies for retail store executives from Asia and Europe coming to Manila ended past 1 am (well, for me, as some of my colleagues stayed until much, much later). You see, I do PR, but from time to time, it’s a breather to wear a new hat and dabble on things that you don’t usually do. Sometimes, it’s best to ease your mind from thinking and writing and strategizing. And those are the kind of things I don’t want to be doing at 1 in the morning. So it was “factory” mode and I happily went tying ribbons, putting on beads and shells, and repackaging expensive toiletries and sweet delicacies into boxes made of local materials to give those delegates a taste of Filipino flair. It was easy, it was fun; despite that bit about burning a part of my thumb with hot glue and the even hotter nozzle of a glue gun. Oh well, easy peasy.

So after a night week of work, I slept until 12 noon today. It’s not enough time to replace those lost sleep-hours of the week, but it was all good. Still feeling weak, I decided to skip work but phoned the office to check if they’re good sans me. Feeling guilty, eh? *snickers

The whole afternoon, I got a good dose of blogatopia and added a few new links, the fab Pink is the New Blog and Perez Hilton. For a taste of the fab life, go visit these.

Today, Knut and I celebrates our 16th month of being together, though far away from each other. You see, I am in a long distance relationship with a great guy. It’s kinda sad that we are not living in the same time zone and we only get to see each other sporadically. It’s frustrating that we can’t go out on movie dates, romantic dinners, and weekend escapades. Some people find it unreal. But for me, it’s all real, precious, and special. And that’s all that matters. We have plans, yes, and they are slowly taking shape.

Happy monthsary, darling! See you very, very soon!

And though the world would never understand
This unlikely union and why it still stands
Someday we will be set free
Pray and believe
– You’ll be safe here, Rivermaya

vexed by visa: an update


Oh fuck.

It’s going to be another trip to the Embassy this coming Tuesday. I’m too tired and sleepy to go into details. I am sad when I should have been rejoicing now.

I’m still hopeful despite it all.


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