Sleater-Kinney broke up :(
in one more hour
i will be gone
in one more hour
i'll leave this room
the dress you wore
the pretty shoes
are things i left
behind for you
oh, you've got the darkest eyes
i needed it
(i know it's hard for you to let it go
i know it's hard for you to say goodbye
i know you need a little more time)
if you could talk
what would you say
for you things were
just night and day
take off the dress
take off the face
i'll hold you close
before i leave
don't say another word
about the other girl
Tuesday, October 3, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Bad news for people who love bad news
On August 11, a Petron tanker carrying two million liters of oil sank off Guimaras Strait. Guimaras is an island located in the Western Visayas region of the Philippines between Panay and Negros. Its shorelines are teeming with diverse marine life and mangroves and coral reefs.
DENR is asking Petron to buy a bioreactor that produces microbes to hasten the breakdown of the sludge that has spread over 200 kilometers of shoreline. Read more here. Click here to sign a petition.
This breaks my heart. As late as August 25, the tanker was still in the waters and the remaining oil in the tanker hadn't been siphoned off. There are so many disheartening things in this article.
Guimaras is beautiful. Isla Pulang Pasayan is famous for its exotic marine life - live shrimp that look like they've been cooked because of their reddish color. There are tons of islets and caves and coves. Some of the beaches aren't affected yet and I just hope people do what they're supposed to.
On August 11, a Petron tanker carrying two million liters of oil sank off Guimaras Strait. Guimaras is an island located in the Western Visayas region of the Philippines between Panay and Negros. Its shorelines are teeming with diverse marine life and mangroves and coral reefs.
DENR is asking Petron to buy a bioreactor that produces microbes to hasten the breakdown of the sludge that has spread over 200 kilometers of shoreline. Read more here. Click here to sign a petition.
This breaks my heart. As late as August 25, the tanker was still in the waters and the remaining oil in the tanker hadn't been siphoned off. There are so many disheartening things in this article.
Guimaras is beautiful. Isla Pulang Pasayan is famous for its exotic marine life - live shrimp that look like they've been cooked because of their reddish color. There are tons of islets and caves and coves. Some of the beaches aren't affected yet and I just hope people do what they're supposed to.
Monday, August 14, 2006
18 minutes until Sex and the City reruns
Waaah! I'm 26 and feeling it. I must say, though: This is the best birthday I've had since last year. I got a lot of presents. Two pairs of shoes! Whoa, Imelda. And even though it would have been nice to be handed a bunch of red balloons by a guy in a limo like Carrie in one of last week's reruns, I'm content with getting a Hello Kitty helium balloon that is still floating around in my living room this very moment. There are so many things I have to be thankful for this year. And even though I hate to admit it, it's really nice to feel special. My friend let me drive her car around the parking lot (my very first time behind the wheel) until I got dizzy. Another friend filled an empty bottle of amaretto with messages on little post-its that she collected from everyone. We went out for a scrumptious Thai dinner and I didn't have to pay.
In the back of my mind there are a lot of things that I want and a lot of things in my 25 before 25 list that I still haven't accomplished, but as I was blowing out the candle on my mango-flavored birthday cake, I couldn't think of anything that I wanted for myself. So I just thanked God for a wonderful year and for so many bright faces around me.
Waaah! I'm 26 and feeling it. I must say, though: This is the best birthday I've had since last year. I got a lot of presents. Two pairs of shoes! Whoa, Imelda. And even though it would have been nice to be handed a bunch of red balloons by a guy in a limo like Carrie in one of last week's reruns, I'm content with getting a Hello Kitty helium balloon that is still floating around in my living room this very moment. There are so many things I have to be thankful for this year. And even though I hate to admit it, it's really nice to feel special. My friend let me drive her car around the parking lot (my very first time behind the wheel) until I got dizzy. Another friend filled an empty bottle of amaretto with messages on little post-its that she collected from everyone. We went out for a scrumptious Thai dinner and I didn't have to pay.
In the back of my mind there are a lot of things that I want and a lot of things in my 25 before 25 list that I still haven't accomplished, but as I was blowing out the candle on my mango-flavored birthday cake, I couldn't think of anything that I wanted for myself. So I just thanked God for a wonderful year and for so many bright faces around me.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
This is the story with the fantastic lies
Well, Chicago was fun. I got there before everyone else, dragged my suitcase aboard the excellent transit system, dropped my stuff off at the hotel, and walked all over downtown. I must have walked for at least three hours before I collapsed on the bed in the spartan, non-descript, cheap, and very close to everything hotel room. If you're working with a budget, this is the place for you. They did double-charge us, but they put the money back in about two days after.
We got to check out the Taste of Chicago, which is an annual food festival where they get together tons of restaurants and have them put up booths in Grant Park. People purchase 11 tickets for $7 and redeem various food items ranging from watermelon ice (2 tickets for a "Taste portion") to ribs.
We saw (and were thirty minutes late for) Cirque Shanghai and caught the pre-fourth of July fireworks at the Navy Pier.
One afternoon we danced ourselves silly at the Chicago Summer Dance. We walked miles and miles to see the giant drop of mercury at the Millennium Park. Oh, and we also found ourselves in the middle of a decrepit neighborhood looking for reggae. Don't ask. On our last night, we drank $3 margaritas at Chili's. Not bad at all.
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Last week I saw The Road to Guantanamo at the Angelika. It's certainly thought-provoking and more than a little disturbing. It's a docu-drama about four friends who travel to Pakistan for a wedding only to find themselves prisoners of war. It makes you wonder about all the other horrible mistakes made in this war.
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Last night at the Cheesecake Factory I had the Pasta Da Vinci, which was delicious but did not have enough mushrooms. The clam chowder was rich and filling, almost a meal in itself. We had buffalo wings, crab wontons and calamari for appetizers. The buffalo wings were very spicy and very good. For dessert, two mouthfuls of pineapple upside down cheesecake, which was just a bit too sweet.
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I think I want to take up tennis. I played for the first time today (with a wall) and liked it very much so that I might want to buy a racket and actually make time for it on the week-ends. It's very good for releasing aggression, methinks.
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Yehey! I got my learner's permit in the mail today. When I went to get it at the DMV, I was a nervous wreck because when it was my turn at the counter I couldn't find my greencard. The clerk at the desk started yelling at me and I got more and more flustered but I just tried to console myself with the thought that this is probably the only chance she gets to exercise power, barking orders behind a desk at the DMV. Finally she told me to look for it slowly and carefully and I found it in my purse in between the pages of my driver's manual. I was so not in the mood (not that I was in the mood in the first place) that I told her to just use my photo in the database, which dates back to 2001, the one where I look like a rhesus monkey. But then I only got one item wrong on the written test and it was a question about blood alcohol content and the lady at the counter was very nice and very impressed, so all's well that ends well. (This does not in any way mean I will be a good driver; it only means I studied the manual religiously because I can not turn 26 and still not know how to drive).
Well, Chicago was fun. I got there before everyone else, dragged my suitcase aboard the excellent transit system, dropped my stuff off at the hotel, and walked all over downtown. I must have walked for at least three hours before I collapsed on the bed in the spartan, non-descript, cheap, and very close to everything hotel room. If you're working with a budget, this is the place for you. They did double-charge us, but they put the money back in about two days after.
We got to check out the Taste of Chicago, which is an annual food festival where they get together tons of restaurants and have them put up booths in Grant Park. People purchase 11 tickets for $7 and redeem various food items ranging from watermelon ice (2 tickets for a "Taste portion") to ribs. 
We saw (and were thirty minutes late for) Cirque Shanghai and caught the pre-fourth of July fireworks at the Navy Pier.
One afternoon we danced ourselves silly at the Chicago Summer Dance. We walked miles and miles to see the giant drop of mercury at the Millennium Park. Oh, and we also found ourselves in the middle of a decrepit neighborhood looking for reggae. Don't ask. On our last night, we drank $3 margaritas at Chili's. Not bad at all.---
Last week I saw The Road to Guantanamo at the Angelika. It's certainly thought-provoking and more than a little disturbing. It's a docu-drama about four friends who travel to Pakistan for a wedding only to find themselves prisoners of war. It makes you wonder about all the other horrible mistakes made in this war.
---
Last night at the Cheesecake Factory I had the Pasta Da Vinci, which was delicious but did not have enough mushrooms. The clam chowder was rich and filling, almost a meal in itself. We had buffalo wings, crab wontons and calamari for appetizers. The buffalo wings were very spicy and very good. For dessert, two mouthfuls of pineapple upside down cheesecake, which was just a bit too sweet.
---
I think I want to take up tennis. I played for the first time today (with a wall) and liked it very much so that I might want to buy a racket and actually make time for it on the week-ends. It's very good for releasing aggression, methinks.
---
Yehey! I got my learner's permit in the mail today. When I went to get it at the DMV, I was a nervous wreck because when it was my turn at the counter I couldn't find my greencard. The clerk at the desk started yelling at me and I got more and more flustered but I just tried to console myself with the thought that this is probably the only chance she gets to exercise power, barking orders behind a desk at the DMV. Finally she told me to look for it slowly and carefully and I found it in my purse in between the pages of my driver's manual. I was so not in the mood (not that I was in the mood in the first place) that I told her to just use my photo in the database, which dates back to 2001, the one where I look like a rhesus monkey. But then I only got one item wrong on the written test and it was a question about blood alcohol content and the lady at the counter was very nice and very impressed, so all's well that ends well. (This does not in any way mean I will be a good driver; it only means I studied the manual religiously because I can not turn 26 and still not know how to drive).
Monday, July 10, 2006
You could surely try to be more alive
My vacation is over. But that's okay. I saw Mates of State! Castle Clinton shows are the best. Even though I couldn't see them and got scolded by a ranger twice. That's where I saw Beulah's last show, too.
Mahal ko talaga ang Mates of State. They sang These Days, which is one of my most favorite songs, for Coachella.
My vacation is over. But that's okay. I saw Mates of State! Castle Clinton shows are the best. Even though I couldn't see them and got scolded by a ranger twice. That's where I saw Beulah's last show, too.
Mahal ko talaga ang Mates of State. They sang These Days, which is one of my most favorite songs, for Coachella.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Move On (That's What I Need to Do)
Ugh. So here's what I've done in that annual two-week period of supposedly doing every domestic chore I could think of besides exploring the world but end up spending doing absolutely nothing, i.e. vacation:
1. Bought suitcase - tough choice between hard case cheapo and oh-so-cute but off-the-budget Kipling. Cheapo won.
2. Did laundry - tons and tons of it. Next: ironing.
3. Cook - Filipino pasghetti, my own little hotdog party in my living room using my mini George Forman.
4. Squandered hours on ohnotheydidnt, idontlikeyouinthatway and gawker. But I did find this.
Also, in the past week,
5. saw Cars (loads of fun) and The Lake House (load of crap).
6. checked out Mitsuwa Marketplace - AA said it sucked, but I was thrilled if only for the ten kinds of Pocky.
To cross off my to do list, if possible by tomorrow:
7. go to the DMV/look for Social Security card
8. write thank you note - That wedding I did? They did pay me, more than I expected actually. So, anybody else looking for a wedding pianist/organist/bassist, hire me!
9. clean bathroom
10. make pudding
11. drop off drycleaning
12. drop off stuff at Salvation Army
13. get rid of magazine piles
and last but not the least
14. catch flight to Chicago!
Ugh. So here's what I've done in that annual two-week period of supposedly doing every domestic chore I could think of besides exploring the world but end up spending doing absolutely nothing, i.e. vacation:
1. Bought suitcase - tough choice between hard case cheapo and oh-so-cute but off-the-budget Kipling. Cheapo won.
2. Did laundry - tons and tons of it. Next: ironing.
3. Cook - Filipino pasghetti, my own little hotdog party in my living room using my mini George Forman.
4. Squandered hours on ohnotheydidnt, idontlikeyouinthatway and gawker. But I did find this.
Also, in the past week,
5. saw Cars (loads of fun) and The Lake House (load of crap).
6. checked out Mitsuwa Marketplace - AA said it sucked, but I was thrilled if only for the ten kinds of Pocky.
To cross off my to do list, if possible by tomorrow:
7. go to the DMV/look for Social Security card
8. write thank you note - That wedding I did? They did pay me, more than I expected actually. So, anybody else looking for a wedding pianist/organist/bassist, hire me!
9. clean bathroom
10. make pudding
11. drop off drycleaning
12. drop off stuff at Salvation Army
13. get rid of magazine piles
and last but not the least
14. catch flight to Chicago!
Thursday, June 22, 2006
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