(Yeah, i know i should have spent my morning washing my jeans, but cleaning the bathroom was a lot easier. And more satisfying.)
In other news, i spent the rest of my morning checking out Nice-n-Fun. It's nice and fun AND it rocks. Tonight i'll go there and make virtual plum jellies. Even though I don't use plum jelly on my sandwhich. She's that kewl.
For a while I have forgotten how much i enjoyed Plumb's music. Last night i listened to her old-ish album, candy coated water drops, and that was when i remembered. The voice that switches from strong to whispery in a beat, the pulse-like electronic background, the lyrics..
I can still remember the first time i heard Phobic. I was staying over at pentuna's place after working on giqc backdrop. Her bed was so comfortable, the room just the right cold temperature, the only light in the room was the fading glow in the dark stars on her walls, and the song was playing on her cd. The setting and the music was just so nice. I instantly loved the song.
I got hold of Beautiful Lumps of Coal, and i may have to listen to the album several more times before i get attached to the new songs.
Plumb trivia: She co-wrote the onlyMandy Moore song i like.
. The blade of my electric fan was wrecked.
. Woke up with a pain on my back, right side.
. I have my camera on my bag, minus the memory stick.
. My parents don't know i'm heading home tonight. (They've been having problems with their charger. It probably died again.) I'd get there at around 12 midnight. The gates will most probably be locked.
I love coffee. Yummy coffee. But i don't like spending money that could buy me lunch (with dessert) just for a 16oz cup whenever the craving gets me (which is every 4 hours or so). So my coffee loving practical soul rejoices when new instant flavored coffee are out in groceries.
The instant frappe line are yummy but bad for my tummy. It feels like my intestines and stomach are so happy with the foam that they dance around and hop and splash the foam inside my body. Not a fun experience.
Now they have an instant caramel mocha and mocha java. The mocha java tastes like coffee with ground chestnuts. And chestnut shells. It's like drinking kamote juice with a bitter aftertaste. >_<
The instant caramel mocha tastes better. I can't exactly remember how yesterday's first cup tasted like, but it was ok. Not bad. Only slightly better than the regular 3 in 1.
Oh well. Maybe a yummy cup of coffee is never meant to be cheap. Or instant.
It was only recently that I was able to use my Big Sister Priveleges on Becca, which includes the following:
- Calling her up to find out if she's busy with schoolwork.
- Finding out she's busy (it's almost the end of the semester. Busy time for college teachers.), but still sending out some data that needs statistical anlysis.
My sister however used her Younger Sister Priveleges, which has the following:
- Meeting up at megamall and getting a free coffee treat at starbucks.
- Sporting a mad scowling face when she thought i was using the Making Fun of Younger Sister Privelege which i was sure was listed under my priveleges.
- Being understood when she became cranky and irritated (with her older sister).
When we've exhausted these limited privileges we had our dinner and went gallery-hopping. Saw Monsters INKed at The Crucible, the latest exhibit by my favorite kiddie book illustrators, which was a kewl surprise coz i wasn't aware of this show. Still no Pepper Roxas and no Paolo Lim, but there were pieces by Abi Goy and new favorite Bernie Sim so it was still kewl. I also liked the works of Jomike Tejido and Brian Vallesteros and Panch Alcaraz and Sergio Bumatay III.
i was standing near the sink at the semihome's kitchen. in our dining room/sala were becca (sister) and Kuya*. it's mid-morning and we just woke up. Kuya was cranky. he was complaining about breakfast.
i opened the fridge and took out some cheesedogs. there were several packs open, and i couldn't tell which was mine and which belonged to my roomies. aside form the cheesedogs there were also corned beef packages.
i told Kuya that the rice we're eating were roomies' leftovers. we couldn't afford to buy our own. i told him he should get money to buy some rice if he won't stop complaining. while telling him this i was getting cooked rice from the stove. it was lsat night's leftover. very cold and dry.
i placed a pot on our two-burner stove. later there was another burner, and another pot cooking on top of it. then another. and another, til there were six burners and six pots. there were suddenly a lot of women going around the stove, but we were in a panic. some pots were unattended, which caused the sauce to overflow to the other pots.
i took a spoon and tasted the dish which looked like it was overcooked. it was a tomato sauce-based dish. it still tasted ok, not salty or burnt.
i looked at the stairs and saw my brother going down the semihome. he was still in a bad mood. he was wearing a hawaiian shirt and white pencil cut pants. i realized Kuya is gay.** then all the women started talking about the rumors they heard about my brother's gay-ness.
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this was the night before i met my sister at mega. it crossed my mind to invite her over to the semihome.
*it's been a while since i dreamt of Kuya. in this dream he was still with us, like he never left at all.
**the outfit and gay-ness was probably from watching The Birdcage, which was on tv some weeks ago.
Several times these past few days i started writing an entry and ended up deleting it. I just wasn't in the mood. Or I can't find the reason why i'm keeping a blog. (I still don't have the answer. Somehow the reasons I had before are gone now.)
I have to remove that little tagboard at the side of the page. Zonkboard is taking away my free board. They'll give it to the rich paying masses. (Too bad. I liked that tagboard much than any tagboards i've used.) So now i'll just be sticking with the comment box. So much free stuff are being taken back these days. dA has removed the thumbnails feature and they admins decided to offer it to subscribers only. Portland (my site host) has removed the cgi features for non-paying users. Soon there won't be any really good free stuff out there. The end of the world is probably near. (For the non-paying masses, anyways.)
The only free thing that's getting better is blogger. Just recently they offered most of their members-only features to non-paying users. God bless Blogger.
On other news, there's nothing much happening here. (why i called it 'news' i do not know). Still struggling to attend at least 3 aero sessions a week (i'm ALWAYS one session short), still checking lina's job alerts and but never really sending out my resume, still figuring out how the heck i'm gonna get out of this pathetic sad mood. (I'm starting to believe i crave sadness. My heart has turned masochistic. How did that happen when i so much enjoy being happy?)
I'm hoping keeping a grateful journal and getting some dose of Bo Sanchez's lovely and funny renewal and spiritual stories and trying NOT to think about my feelings all the time will help. (The last thing is so hard, especially when that's all that my "free" time allows me to do.) (Whew! So i'm not a masochist after all. Just a celf-centered person.)
It's great that I have friends I can call when i finally get to stop myself from thinking and self-analyzing and being depressed for no reason. Thanks dublin and Kit. :)
