April 2011
21 posts
an extremely short story of doom
the rat eats the cheese. nibble nibble nibble.
but the cheese is alive; it eats the rat instead. nom nom nom.
the end.
how far do people travel to eat good food?
the farthest, as i’ve experienced is 80 kilometers away from the city. yeah. work sent me go on a two-hour bus ride to stuff this in my mouth
and these
and these too
but this is what we really came for
steak. omg. steak. medium rare steak. the steak that made me want to kill myself after interviewing the chef who made it for us.
salad was also there
but i’ve forbidden...
I seriously need to be educated with steak.
so i was talking to this chef right, and i unknowingly (and casually!) asked something like: how do you manage the varying preferences of the customers when it comes to their steak? whether they like it raw, medium rare, or well-done.
OMG. I SAID RAW! KILL ME NOW.
[in other news, grab a copy of Mindanao Times’ Holy Week issue. you can read the...
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– Kevin Anderson, Strange Attractor, Rethinking the jobs newspapers do.
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OMGCROCS
my feet’s been getting some attention lately. kinda reminds me of the good old havaianas days in my multiply. my feet’s been getting some attention because of something funny looking…
OMGrasshopper! crocs. i never thought this day would ever come. i mean seriously; fortune tellers never saw this coming: me in crocs.
not just some crocs. red freaking crocs.
the pair is...
Davao City (AFP) — a stupid boy allegedly lost one of the most important things he has in his life: his keys.
Jesse Boga, a graduating student of the University of the Philippines, only realized that he lost his set of keys when he arrived home from church Sunday night.
“My family panicked and my sister nearly had a heart attack,” Jesse said.
He added that his keys are really...
a few years ago, july gave me something i can talk to when i’m sad: a gold metallic gel pen.
she specifically wrote in the note encapsuled in the pen that i talk to it when i’m sad. from here, you need to decide who’s the crazy person: me or july.
i still have the pen. but i haven’t talked to it yet. hehe (i haven’t been really sad naman talaga! haha)
fast forward...
shoe monster awakens
levi wanted skull candy headphones. i told him to buy shoes instead. he did.
and apparently, he also awakened the shoe crazy person in me. because after seeing him buy shoes from giallo (which by the way are crazy affordable/ridiculously cheap), he made me want to buy this
or this
over this
seriously. how could something be so cool and so cheap? and comfortable (believe me when i say...
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Clean fun with SPIT
Good and clean jokes are very difficult to come by these days. More often than not, the jokes that we hear from our friends or see in the television are insult-based humor. In the Internet, tons of jokes about racism proliferate so much that they have become tolerable.
Seriously, where have all the good jokes gone?
We found the answer last March 30 in HP’s Twice the Prints, Twice the Fun event...
don’t blow your steam off me. if you find yourself annoyed with insult-based humor then perhaps you shouldn’t have decided to revolve our friendship around it.
warning: it’s all coming back to you. good luck with that.
payong girl
ever since i started writing features for print, i have found an unusual interest in people’s stories. i guess this is one of the many things my editors have taught me to do.
for instance, today, i was in mcdo. and it was raining outside (aren’t they?)
i wanted to walk somewhere but didn’t want to get super wet. then i found these payong people who walk with you with their...
