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Monday, June 29th, 2009

Stuff XVII

  • There's a couple of sex-related quotes swirling in my head right now. "Sex is like air. It's only a big deal when you don't get any," by some witty person who probably never got enough credit for anything he did in his life, and, "Sex either ruins it or makes it official," by, I was told, Janeane Garofalo. No particular reason. Just happened to think of it, in passing. Totally random.
  • Fine. Last two episodes of late both followed the former route in the latter quote.
  • Just saw the pilot of Hung. Not as promising as Nurse Jackie or Royal Pains. But promising premise, and plenty of room for good character and plot development. And big penises are never, never a bad thing.
  • Saw Transformers over the weekend with the BG (Banaue Guys), and couldn't enjoy it fully because American imperialist agenda keeps on ringing in my ear. I wonder if there's a button somewhere to stop similar tendencies, so can just enjoy all those explosions that probably gave historians, paleontologists, similar, coronaries.
  • This lovely thing courtesy of my homie Mike.


  • Globe just informed that I consumed more than a thousand pesos this past two weeks in prepaid load. And that they're giving me P50 as a reward for my unnecessary spending. How generous.
  • From where I sit, the sun is yellow and bright, literally. Almost like the horizon is crying. I'm such a pussy.




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Tuesday, January 6th, 2009

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.





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Wednesday, November 12th, 2008

Stuffs XIV

  • I was watching Grey's working when I got a call from Maica (of Sidetrip Mag). It sort of went like this.
    Maica: Glenn, busy ka?
    Glenn: No?
    Maica: Remember my promise to bring you somewhere far?
    Glenn: Yes?
    Maica: Do you still have that two full-time jobs sort of thing?
    Glenn: No?
    Maica: We're going to go to Negros next weekend and I'm thinking of bringing two writers. One's me and you. Can you make it? It's going to be for four days, and we're going to roam the entire island, plus some little islets.
    Glenn: Hehehehe.
    Maica: I'm booking the tickets now. Do you have a second name?
  • I swear. Around this time, two years ago, I hated my job, and I'm not just saying it. It was with this company called VXI under this notoriously harsh telecoms account. Yes, I remember it so vividly, and everyday I thank I thank my lucky stars that I don't ever get to do that again. You'd hit that 'auto-in' button and hear a clicking sound and start reciting your thank-you-for-calling spiel. This, I would do for the next eleven hours, without after-call's, permanently queueing. After my shift, I didn't want to open my mouth. The connection? There are jobs, and there are jobs.
  • I met up with Church last night. He cut his hair and showed me his tattoo and said he got it on my birthday. I kind of miss the bickering, to be honest. Hehe.
  • No. I will not fall for a Basil Valdez-singing, conyo kid, grad student from La Salle. Never again.
  • I just learned that around eight people from work (researchers) were laid off probably because of something with the client. I have no idea if this has anything to do with the black dude that will occupy the White House come January.
  • Grey's Anatomy Fires Brooke Smith. Brooke plays Erica Hahn and was recently in a lesbian story line with Callie Torres. It was so shocking that no one wanted to believe it, even Brooke. I just saw her last episode today, and she wasn't given any fucking closure. Her last scene was after she discovered that Izzie stole her patient's heart to give to Denny, and she's threatening to take it up to the authorities. She was in an argument with Callie and her last shot was her walking to her car.

    Now I am not a fan of Hahn, but seriously, if it's true that it has something to do with ABC doing away with gay plots, I'm going to freak. I like Brooke as an actress. She played Pete's ex-wife on Weeds (and, who can forget, Silence of the Lambs?).
  • In honor of Kris, who is vacationing in Singapore, I will be paranoid and needlessly concerned with my weight. I haven't had rice nor regular coke in the last 24 hours. Oh yeah, the first thing Church said to me when me met: "You're fat." No frills, no crap, simple, as a matter of fact, in your face declaration. You're fat.




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Monday, May 26th, 2008

Gathering of verses*

Though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen.
- Oh Well, Fiona Apple

Yes, you see love is not something that happens to you but something you do. So what didn't I do?
- Bridget Jones' Diary Edge of Reason, Helen Fielding

There were dark hours, of course, such as came to everybody, in which you thought you had achieved nothing at all, in which it seemed to you that only the cases predestined from the start to succeed came to a good end, which they would have reached in any event without your help, while every one of the others was doomed to fail in spite of all your maneuvers, all your exertions, all the illusory little victories on which you plumed yourself.
- The Trial, Franz Kafka

Melancholics do not become such through love; rather they fall in love to express their melancholy - preferring desolate places for spiritual converse with the absent beloved, thinking only of how to arrive in her presence; although, arriving there, they become all the more afflicted, and would like still to attain some other goal.
- The Island of the Day Before, Umberto Eco

Umaga man ang nagbubukas sa araw, hindi naman nito ginuguhit ang kalaunan ng kabuuan ... Pagkat bawat araw, humahantong sa gabi, hindi naman nito napapawi ang pagsulong na nakamit sa kaliwanagan.
- Umaga, Gabi, at Dalawang Daang Taon Pang Hinaharap, Melane Manalo

The cowboy kills the rock star
And Friday night's gone too far
The dim light hides the years
On all the faded girls.
- Broadway, Goo Goo Dolls

She yawned. I put my hand over her mouth and told her not to yawn. I tried to tell her how excited I was about life and the things we could do together. She turned away wearily. We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad.
- On the Road, Jack Kerouac

Meredith: Cristina, are you in a dark place?
Cristina: Yeah.
Meredith: Me too.
- Grey's Anatomy, "Losing my Mind"

I want to be happy. I should be happy. I should want to be happy.
- Return to Sender, Chris S. Agrava

*Apologies to Chris S. Agrava





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