the space between

let me start by pointing out the obvious. men are lazy.

(and as of writing this primal nature has devoured my desire to further probe this line of thinking, depleting my urge to discuss some finer aspects, facts if you will, of the non-dominant psuedo-alpha male and tricked out mopeds and just dive in directly to the essence of this entry.)

this laziness translates into everything we do. for example, texting. generally men don't text. family, occasionaly. friends, sparingly. officemates, rarely. girlfriends, when reporting.

but as always there is that one exception when we use our lethargic minds to wit-think and zombie-esque fingers to tap tap tap away on our keypads. that is when we are texting... a potential mate. hell you can actually gauge his level of interest depending on the time between your text and his reply.

here is a simple summary

interest level rating
1 - el zero
2 - liliputian
3 - luke perry warm
4 - bull's ring
5 - zinger, we got a winner!

response time and corresponding interest level rating

• 24 hours of le mans - 1
• 12 rounds of boxing - 2
• one basketball quarter - 3
• phelps 200m butterfly - 4
• bolt 100m dash - 5

so next time he texts you back be keen and aware of the... ugh. too lazy to think of a proper ending to this post, i.e. interest level is currently at 5, therefore must reply now.

balik sa fruitcake heigh

kanina napansin ko (ulit) nung tinitignan ko yung cassette album inlay ng fruitcake ng eraserheads na parang may censored na mga salita dun. censored kasi parang minarkahan ng itim na pentel pen yung nakasulat. yun nga lang di rin nila na-censor ng maayos kasi pag tinapat mo sa ilaw tapos medyo nilagyan mo ng anggulo yung pagtingin mo sa kanya mababasa mo yung initiman na parte. at ang mga nakasulat ay... (drum roll please)

medwin marfil -vocals > more beer

yan. nakakapagtaka lang kasi ba't nila ginawa yun? nagkaaway ba sila dati? hmm...

ninja expert

next to howard wollowitz's funky belt buckles, i think one of the most clever use of wardrobe to further develop and characterize, well umm... a character in a tv show are frank's trucker caps.

so here's a list of the slogans that appear on his caps from 30 rock's first season per episode.
01. ninja expert
02. done deal
03. extra suasage
04. joystick master, double cheese
05. ninja expert, arcade champ, bigfoot expert
06. hand held
07. ninja expert, joystick master
08. bigfoot expert
09. over easy, e.s.p. tutor, kung fu beech
10. rods
11. karate sluts, beef n bean
12. smells
13. high score
14. extra cheese
15. 1,000,000 points, ufo cop
16. squeeze it
17. coool as ice, time travel agent
18. liz rocks
19. mash potatos, beef raviolo, atomic super kick
20. mystery solver, bahama trapezoid,
21. alabama legsweep, force field, alien knight force

i think i got all of them. i think... hehe.

weak

three months into my 2009 challenge and i already failed in three of them. argh. (bonus points to the person who can guess which challenge i'm so far upholding.

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i'm only weak for liz lemon. i so love her!

also, have i told you that i love tina fey?

time flies

about midnight last night on my last surf through the local channels i chanced upon born to be wild where one of the segment producers was talking about romi who was leaving the show. i didn't recognize her but her was very familiar. then i recalled seeing her in the canteen of gma when i was still working there. and then i remembered that jae pointed her out to me on one of our merienda sessions (or was it lunch?) as if i should know her. and indeed i should. she is still cute, but in a more mature way.

(i was trying to find out what good deed i requested from her but lj is blocked here in the office. o well, papel.)

kanina ko lang nalaman...

na ang kras ko for the longest time... ikakasal na. heartbreak!

ang kansert grounds

gusto kong sumama

i had a glimpse of true happiness last saturday. i saw it on the faces of my friends and amongst the thousand of fans who flocked the final concert of the eraserheads. i felt it with every lyric sung and every raised arm. i saw it up on stage harmonized and performed. (but it was most evident on lemon. he was animated and all smiles on that stool pummeling those sticks. he was pure joy personified.)

it *might* be the end, but it sure was a happy one.

kansert na bukas...

excited na ako. and of course, i will behave. kitakits bukas kids!

baby you can...

i wish i'm as driven as others are.

i'm glad i'm not as driven as others are.