Current mood:	calm
Current music:	Craig David - Insomnia
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Wabi-sabi and drinking.

• First off, is there anyone who's free this weekend to go to Baguio real quick for this little travel mag? I think Baguio weather will just kill me so I'm thinking of referring someone else for the job. A little writing experience necessary, of course. You'd be going there with a photographer (this guy, I was told), and it'll be really quick. Leave Saturday morning, back in Manila by Sunday afternoon. All expenses will be paid, (although pay is a little below industry standard.) Let me know as soon as possible because they need to book accommodations under your name, etc.
  
• Great. Toni just texted. He wants me to cover a UAAP game on Sunday for Kule.
  
• Wabi-sabi. On a recent trip to Bacolod, I talked to this hot Iraq veteran at the bar by the beach and he shared this little Japanese concept. Beautiful sadness, he said. He recounted how he was once based in Japan (spreading your imperialist wings, I interjected), when he saw an old man staring steadily, if not sadly, into a piece of decaying wood. Wabi-sabi, the man said, simply.
  
• I was inviting Mel to inuman yesterday when she asked, in her typically pedantic Filipino, what the occasion was. Of course, being amongst long-time Sarah denizens for the longest time, she knew very well that we never needed a reason to drink. "Para lumimot pansamantala, at sumaya," I told her, after which she shared, rather nonchalantly, that drinking actually worsens depression, if a recent health news is to be trusted.