Count Cockula

I only have 6 days to find a really nice costume for Halloween. Look
what the folks at Fleshjack sent me.
Now, I am torn in buying this one or come as a renegade soldier.

Love ko to

McDonalds with Greg. While waiting for Josh. What to order? Hmmmm


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Test drive new apps

Just like the signature below says...


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Ala-eh...

I blog because it liberates me. Love the feeling that I can vent out,
rant, rave or even gossip and later on, look back on what it was all
about.
Then, seeing my cool and (few) loyal readers. It's always nice to see
them checking out my blog and making comments. I am getting online
love and you guys just made it possible.

Now, I am going to make a special shout out to one particular visitor
from San Juan, Batangas.
This fella religiously visits my blog all the time and I am at awe
that in times of no posts being made. This visitor never cease to
check my blog out.

So there, my lovely and loyal fan from Batangas. I would like to know
you and hopefully chat with you in real time. You can send me a
private message and let me know of your chat ID so I can thank you
personally.

Sunday at Kanin Club

I woke up late than usual and with it, comes with a ginormous appetite for the vernacular.

So right after I had ZRyan tires checked, I picked up my phone and dialed my closest demi socialite friends for a nice lunch, in a laid back and with honest to goodness pinoy fare this part of the metro and no less than Kanin Club.

In a matter of 2 hours. The Southern Demi Socialites managed to get their asses out of their buodoir and out on the streets to lunch.







When I got to Kanin Club, there was a long line of other customers. Mostly families with their lolo's or babies in tow, braving the mid day sun, patiently waiting to be seated. I walked up to the counter and asked the wait staff for a table. She asked for my name and soon as she started writing, my face cringed when I saw number 9 on the list. Looks like it's going to be quite a wait.

10 minutes, 25 minutes after and several changed standing locations while checking out the menu outside. We were finally called in to be seated.





Then there is another waiting game... for the food to arrive



But it's all worth the wait, if it's this scrumptious


Tasty pinakbet


The famous crispy dinuguan


Bistek tagalog

Enjoying the food like this one...


AND MORE =)


But some people are happy and busog...



Some, can't get enough...


Others, never get full


However, some are still waiting outside when lunch time is almost over.

Blame it on the rain

Fine, the whole month of September and fuckit, October has been wet
wet all over.
Not, only it has drenched my date-life but it totally rained on my
parade! Mr. Ornstein is definitely waiting for me!

So there. I have finally vented out.
B.I.T.C.H babawi tayo, okay?

Sinta Remix

This song goes to James.
I was in stitches when I saw this one. Almost knocked my coffee off the table.

Abel-Iluko Blanket

When I started planning this Vigan trip. I only have 2 things on my mind: Tongson's Royal bibingka and Abel-Iluko blankets.
Thoughts of burnay or shall I say, pottery also came into mind but it's just damn too heavy and bulky to stuff it at the back of the car so what the heck! I say pass. At least I have another reason to go back and go pottery shopping-spree.

It was a Monday, right around breakfast time. We headed straight to Ining Ramos' store at the Vigan town market before actually grabbing some food to eat. I made chika chika with manang Chris and started my search for the perfect king size Abel-Iluko blanket. There she showed me variety of sizes and colors to choose from, but I opted for the simple and elegant off white blankets that I so love. First, I just needed to pick out the "paki bili" (buy me) blankets for dear friends and once its all done... I can hear myself singing, "It's my turn".

Manang Chris showed me a few special order designs that she asked her assistant to pull out from the storage. Two different weave pattern, both divine and a little more expensive than the rest. My eyes were popping out and the greedy monster in me was saying.... buy both! buy both! even if I was armed with "preferred Vigan family discount" I choose a much simpler design -perfect for my bed. She also pulled a matching pair of pillow cases to go with the blanket. My heart was already racing and my jaw dropped to the floor. My day was panning out perfectly.

I made my purchase and promised to return again to make more purchase. Manang Chris was so happy. I even told her that I need to take pictures so I can blog about this and make the whole world know about her fabulous blankets and sorts. Who knows? people reading my blog or simply people searching for Abel-Iluko blankets can read about them here. So if ever you are in Vigan town. Head straight to the town market. Forget about Crisologo street. The prices there are way expensive and 98% of the blankets being sold there came from the town market. Who knows? it may came from Ining Ramos' treasure trove.

Insomnia

This song just made me be-bopping the whole day.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85FTfVamAyo&feature=related

Sexy Chinese food

Here it is! the ultra sexy chinese food of mighty new york city has
finally arrived in Miami.

Yes, Mr. Chow has added extra scorching points to the already hot
streets of south beach.
what to expect? the usual formula: awesome chefs, gorgeous space,
fabulous artwork and peppering of a-list celebrity and bcbg locals
(ermm ermm, gian?)

fucktabulously wicked!
now, thats a happy ending :)

My new boyfriend...

His name is Z.Ryan
He is sooo hot.

sick

trying my best to type and post something in here.
im sick.

4th of July

Happy 4th of July guys.
nothing much to say because I will be celebrating on the side lines :(
hermit mode, ACTIVATE!

wednesday night

its supposed to be a fun night but yeah, i am sad :(
miss him a lot.

Short but very sweet

It's good to be blogging again after a very long time. Yeah, for the nTH time, I have deliberately refrained from blogging. There were just way too many distractions going on and my mind is not really up for it. But yeah, it's good to be back and even if it's short - let me tell you all that it's literally sweet.

I got back home a little after 5PM, loaded my laundry and changed my bed sheets. Mom started fixing the deep fried chicken soon as she entered the kitchen. I gave her the hot sauce - the same kind you use for buffalo wings but our chicken are all big pieces of drumstick. I don't care about those tiny wings that you only get a morsel of meat on it. NAH! I want it meaty.

After dinner, I remembered this pint of sin that I picked up from the store...



and more...



I only made it halfway and decided to save some for later. It's just too much. I can't get enough of it - just like this person I love so dearly *wink*

Happy Hearts Day

Yan! may bf na si James.
Yeeeehah!

WTF?!

I hardly ever go twitting using my laptop and when I finally did....
this is what I SAW...

I let out a big laugh when this page came up. Like, WTF?
Then I thought, maybe twitter should give it a go to even just a small IPO. I bet I am not the only one looking or asking for it. But seriously, even if IPO's are endangered species in Wall Street at the moment. I will buy a block or two of Twitter before Google gobble them up :)

Twitter later!

I want this for my Birthday

Well, my birthday is next month and I have been seriously window shopping online for something really snazzy to buy for myself or somebody will buy for me *wink* *wink* as a present. So far, this cuff is just too pretty not to consider. Have a look.

In case you want to get this for me, you can do so right here: Giles & Brother

and if you do... I will make you as my first born baby's Godfather or Godmother.

Fleet Week

Land ahoy!!!!!!!!

sounds familiar? what about this one, Men Ahoy!!!!!!

Now that sounds better especially this coming May 20th.

Why?

Well, in case you don't know. It's Fleet Week in NYC and I tell you, It's going to be raining (sea)MEN all over Manhattan island.

Every year since 1984, the city of New York celebrates this much awaited event where Gotham citizens get to enjoy a celebration of the sea services. Not to mention it is NYC unofficial Gay holiday, where thousands of proud and hot men from US Navy, Marines & U.S. Coast Guard ships come to shore.

This annual event provides the city a first look into military demonstrations, displays (oh, yes!) and public visitation of many of the participating ships. Sounds like fun? I tell you, it is and always is. In fact, it reminds me of my long time ago celebration of Fleet Week back in the dark ages (1993) where I had my fair share of booze, fun and uniform men. There I met Todd. I am not sure where he is from but he was tall, dirty blonde and totally eye-candy. 

We met somewhere near Washington square where I was coming from The Mercer Street residence. I saw him right away for obvious reasons and i flashed him a smile. He caught it and kept on looking back until he followed me and gather enough courage to ask me something really stupid - directions to Bleecker street which is just right around the corner. I knew right away that I have just caught a mighty fish! We got to talking and there he told me that it was his first trip to the city. Being a city slicker myself, I offered him some points on where to go and what to do. Then he asked me if I would like to give him a personal tour instead. In my mind, I was already celebrating and could see fireworks all over. I gladly said, yes.

Later that day, we met again and this time on Waverly Place, also right around the area of Washington square. I was standing at the corner of Ave of the Americas and Waverly Place fidgeting and thinking what if he forgets or simply put, a no show. Like what they say to all sailors: A Girl in every port. Well in my case, a young man. From a distance I saw him walking and waving with a big smile on his face. I suddenly got so nervous that I started puffing and puffing my cigarettes and completely forgot to throw it away. He walked up and was surprised to see me smoking. He then said, Oh I didn't know you smoke. Come on, give me a stick. I reached into my pockets and handed him a pack. Then he said, how am i suppose to light this? I started laughing and said, oh sorry, I am just admiring your uniform. Then he lit up and smiled back. 

We walked around a thousand blocks totally oblivious of really where to go. For some reason, I was parading him around NYU like i just won the lottery or was given a Rhodes scholarship and this sailor is going to sail with me to England! HAH! Then It hit me, this guy do want to see the city so I took him to Joe's pizza on Bleecker and 7th ave. It is a small place but they do serve the best pizza there is. We stayed inside and continued talking for I don't know how long. Time was really not a problem and we were enjoying every minute of it. Night fall, I have to run back home and change. I asked him to come with me and we can hit the bars after. Well, we stayed home longer than expected (*wink* *wink*) and it was already past 11pm when we finally made it to the bars. I called some friends and told them I am bringing someone to the bar and they should restrain themselves and be "nice". All the while they thought it was just "another" student from Wagner and they said alright. The minute we walked in, I saw their jaws dropped to the floor and soon after started waving at me and Todd to come over. A little introduction here and there and we sat. The guys were interviewing him incessantly. He was smiling at me and yet gripping my hand. It was my queue to excuse ourselves from the pack of wolves. We walked out of the bar and walked a little. I was so surprised when he kissed me on the lips right out there on the streets! It was like a David LaChapelle photo! We ended up being alone after that until the following morning.

The Fleet week came to an end and we said our goodbyes. It was one memorable experience for me and it will never be forgotten. What I liked about it was, we were living each moment as it is. No questions, no ifs, no buts. Just plain bliss as I showed him the city and enjoy each others company. Years have passed and I still remember him every now and then. Question's like whatever happened to my sailor? Where is he now? Should I contact Department of Defense? Is he married now? kids? But one thing is for sure. He had left me an indelible fixation to uniforms. 

So for you people out there. I say, in this lifetime, you should experience Fleet week at least once which ever possible way you can imagine and make it something to last you a lifetime. 

The Tale of the Missing Rootbeer Soda

I know, I know...
It's been awfully long time since I made my last post. Been actually
avoiding it just for you guys to miss me. Even one of my girl friends
said "baduy ng blog, no post". Yeah, I hear you. There are many
reasons why the lack of post but I am not going to tell you.
Shempre, pa mysterious ng konti.

Anyhow, today I was sorta pissed. I took out a big ass bottle of
rootbeer soda for lunch. A few of the guys helped themselves and
there was at least half a bottle of it left for me. Not that I will
be drinking it in one sitting, but hey! it's my soda and there should
be more for me to consume. So there, around 4pm after I got up from
my nap. I headed out to the kitchen and looked for something to
drink. I remembered the soda and got me a big tall glass and filled
it with crushed ice from the dispenser. When I opened the fridge, my
big ass rootbeer soda is gone! someone had helped himself and leaving
me only with a freaking mouthful of it. I'm not kidding when I say a
MOUTHFUL. The contents that was left could hardly fill a small coffee
cup.

I stood for another minute looking at the evidence. My mind was
already plotting a genocide.

Then I closed the fridge door and sat on a chair by the kitchen
counter and staring on the floor.

Who the hell, drank it?

I saw Steve walked out of his room. Asked him and said, he did not
drink any of it apart from the share he got during lunch. Okay, I said.
Then minutes later, Josh came around the kitchen and I asked him the
same. His reply was, I don't like rootbeer soda. I said, fine.

Probably another 15 minutes have passed and Reggie walked in. I asked
if he drank my soda. His reply was a "no".

Now, I am getting really pissed thinking who the fuck emptied out my
soda bottle. I hate it when people steal specially - FOOD or anything
edible. That just ticks me off.
Tomorrow, I am going to get another bottle of soda and piss on it.
Heck! half a gallon of piss and toilet water for all I care and teach
those bastards a lesson. Let's see who gets sick first.

ARGGGGGGG

and another one...

"We all try to hide from feelings of love, until we choose to accept them, for the fear of being hurt, being used, feeling heartache, having that pain, and building up a wall."

Thought for the day

"When we talk about our hurt it gradually ceases to have power over us and - step by step - we recover." 

Le Target

Looky loo! what do I have in here from Target? stacks of Powerade sports drink. 

Yes, I just have to HOARD big time. 

Come on! for an 8-pack at $3.99, who wouldn't?

Besides, I drink up a lot of these stuff when I go to the gym. It's better that I get it cheap rather than pay $1 & change for the same thing at the gym.

After Target, I went to BestBuy to check for new gadgets.There were the usual suspects like PCs, home theater stuff, loads of cell phones and accessories and yes, vacuum cleaners too. Unfortunately, nothing really new interests me because I am practically in and out of the store 2-4x a week. So I just left. 

Darn! if I wear my electric blue piqued shirt and khakis. I can really pass for a Sales Associates there. Oh well, I will be there again next week. *wink*

60-something and it still is a secret

After I got off the phone talking with Winlove. I decided to run to the store and get something for mom. It's her 60-something birthday and it will not pass by without any fuss. Okay, she said there will be no surprises whatsoever. In fact, she just want to have a quiet time at home and let her birthday come and go.

Well! thats not quite possible. After the phone call, I quickly ran to the store and got her these flowers. It's not that fabulous or anything but this will do. I also picked up some food that I will be preparing for dinner. Again, nothing fancy. Just your regular table fare. Okay, okay, I know you guys wanted to know. I will be broiling pork chops, tossed salad, baguette (I made a special spread and will toss it inside the oven), gefilte fish, coleslaw, baked potatoes and yes, PEPSI!

It's passed 7PM and I need to prep these food before she arrives at 730. Wish me luck!

So there mom, have a HAPPY 60-something Birthday!

Just a stupid video of me

Look! me on the machine working my legs till it dies. Harharhar. I was only on it for about 15 minutes but let me tell you, after that... my legs were sore.

Say Hello to *Hungry*

It was already past 10PM and *hungry* - my mortal enemy this late at night started calling my name to go into the kitchen. The darn thing was the pied piper of diet doom and played a tune that no mortal can resist - LATE NIGHT SNACK.

I found myself in trance and heading towards the kitchen. Seconds later, I was reaching out for the fridge and taking out this tub of Philly cheese and a bag of rye bread.

Yeah, I could've gone the whole nine yards and take out smoked salmon and bagel to complete this sin but! my other friend *lazy* pinched me on the side and said: "the bagel is in the pantry. its a few meters away and we don't want that" so I listened and settled for what was readily in front of me.

Chomp chomp chomp.
Here I was, tricked by the pied piper and this time, he had gone jewish on me.

Up before 5am

Yeah, the heading reads right.
I woke up missing my bebe terribly and I wish that I can hold him and
kiss him right now.

Full Packed Day

I started the day quite early. Went to hear mass by myself and ran back home to change clothes, munch on something to eat then headed out to the gym with my buddy Fernando.
On the way to the gym, we were talking about his ex boyfriend (Sky) going around telling people that Fernando was stalking him. Like?! how the hell can you call it stalking if Fernando only went to check his myspace.com profile? I say that is pretty stupid. Half the time, Fernando was quite affected and was thinking how can that person be so insensitive. So at the gym, we worked our asses off and did a mean leg workout to shrug off the "stalking" issue. At around 430PM, soon after we finished working out. We decided to go to the beach and just spend the rest of the afternoon relaxing. We left the beach around 730PM and headed out for Chinese buffet before heading home.

I say this day rates a 9 out of 10.
We should be doing this often.

3.14

Another lazy Saturday afternoon with Fernando and what better way to
spend it is no other than go to the mall and just hang out.
okay, it was not really just hanging out. I made some purchases
too :) *wink*

My 1st Sex toy

Around 730PM - just right after dinner. I was working on my computer
updating software and sorts. Then mom came around to hand me a
package that was left at the doorway. I heard her call my name and
said something about - "PACKAGE". I immediately stopped what I was
doing and at the back of my head, I knew where the package came from
and what is inside. Blood rushing... feeling excited and secretly
hoping that she won't ask me where it came from and heaven forbid,
ask me to open it in front of her. If that ever happens, I will
probably start to cry and pack my suitcases and leave.

I met her at the hallway towards the living room and she just handed
me over this brown box. Smiled, pretended it's nothing like trying to
look cool and uninterested and thanked her. I retreated back to my
room and set the box on top of my bed and staring at it for at least
a minute or so. Void of any sound... just absorbing the moment.

Then I thought, shit! I need to blog this. Took out my camera and
click click.

So boys and girls, let me introduce you to my new toy - my soon to be
forever( hope it doesn't wear off quickly) buddy. Ooops, I completely
forget. My "BF when real BF is not around".

DRUM ROLL................

HAHAHA :) My hands are actually shaky taking this shot.

OH MY~!

Okay, this is the part where I am already laughing. 

Still laughing my ass off.

WTF! I tried peeking into the hole and there are lots of bumps inside and sticking my finger inside is already a trip. 

TEE HEE HEE

I AM OFFICIALLY A...       P E R V E R T

Oh well, I have to put this away for a few hours. I still need to watch TV.

*WINK*

Bluer than blue

After my trip to Los Angeles, I accidentally spilled some bleach on
my favorite workout shorts that my bf gave me. It's original color
was gray and there were lots of bleach marks on the front side of one
leg. It was nasty. totally EEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK. So I decided to do
another experiment: Operation Change Color

I opted for a navy blue one since it's one of my favorite color and
the safest and easiest to work with. I went to wal-mart and got me 2
packet fabric dye (RITS) and gallons of boiling water with salt.
Soaked it over night and VOILA! it's perfect.

At least I can still use it to go to the gym, unlike what my bf told
me to do: HOUSE WEAR

I say, NOT :)

Me(a)t Jack -

I f*ing finally did it!Yes, I ordered my very own flesh jack.
For you people who are not in the know.... go check it out FLESHJACK
and yes, I am not going to post photos of that flesh jack in action. *wink*

Special shout out to my buddy Ricky who influenced me a lot in actually buying one. To you buddy... PERVERT KA and ME!

Food: nowhere to run

If there are things in this world that you can not live without, it certainly is FOOD. hands down.

I've been trying to watch what I eat for the past year. Counting calories and reading the nutrition info at the back of almost all food packages just to check how "healthy" the food I am about to gobble up. There are times also that I lock myself up in the room so I can pretend that i am asleep and no one will bother me to eat. I have dodged a lot of dining invites too in the past because I just find it horrifying to eat a lot and not be able to say no. The list of reasons go on and on.

Earlier this afternoon after waking up from my nap. Mom told me that we are going to eat out again. Hah! what's new about that? we practically eat out 4x in a week. I miss our china and flatware for they have not been taken out for quite some time.

Yeah, eating out is fine. But where will you go if most of the establishments that you go out to know you by first name!? It's like an extension of our dining table and the friendly wait-staff are like family. Not that it's bad but it can get quite BORRRRRRRing after a while. So we decided to go to this place nearby that we have not visited yet, Rib City.

At first, I was bracing myself for a crappy meal but low and behold! it was actually good!

I had beef strips cut thinly with homemade coleslaw, bbq beans and bread. Mom on the other hand, had shrimp salad. We also had fries covered in 3 kind of cheeses for appetizers. Not bad at all huh? Plus! the dressing that goes with it is a knock out! Spicy Ranch dressing. I even asked our server how did they prepare it. She was clueless but we do both agreed that it's really good stuff and she enjoyed it too.

SO here are some photos for you to look at. Snap Snap Snap!