Saturday, June 25, 2005
the world according to.... (in 3 parts)...
something to post pad. stole this from
jeff's blog. losing the capacity to write a thing. anyway, here goes:
three names you go by:
1. etchie
2. etch
3. chie
three screen names you have had:
1. wedge
2. chieet
3. eihcte lognip
three physical things you like about yourself:
1. eyes
2. built (now, i'm getting fat...scratch that)
3. hands
three parts of your heritage:
1. taga-Bulakan (ang tatay)
2. taga-Bataan (ang nanay)
3. at lumaki sa Maynila.
three things that scare you:
1. arachnids
2. death (in any aspect, that is)
3. heights
three of your everyday essentials:
1. anything palatable to shove into my mouth
2. the mere sight of my family completes the day
3. materially, my notebook computer
three physical things you don't like about yourself:
1. lips (have this inexplicable frequency to chap)
2. phallus (hehe...too Filipino-esque haha)
3. zits
three of your favorite musical artists:
1. kenny loggins
2. michael mcdonald
3. john coltrane
three of your favorite songs:
1. Sweet Reunion - Kenny Loggins
2. Our Love - Michael McDonald
3. Only When You Leave - Spandau Ballet
three things you want in a relationship
1. love
2. trust
3. loyalty
three lies and truths in no particular order:
lies:
1. there is no such thing as an E.B.E
2. over-indulgence in sexual intercourse can lead to eye strain.
3. men and women can never have amicable relations.
truths:
1. Elvis is not dead.
2. ghosts exist.
3. ...are out there
three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:
1. smile
2. built
3. eyes
three of your favorite hobbies:
1. books
2. films
3. writing
three things you want to do really badly now:
1. take a leak
2. have coffee
3. er...you know....do i really have to spill it out?
three careers you're considering/you've considered:
1. film critic/journalist
2. astronaut (hehe...childhood ambitions)
3. comic book artist (literally lost the touch waaay back)
three places you want to go on vacation:
1. normandy, france
2. bastogne, belgium
3. cannes, the french riviera
three kid's names you like:
1. brianne dana
2. robin dana
3. my name, of course, hehe
three things you want to do before you die:
1. see my kids settle down
2. learn to play the saxophone
3. travel
three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:
1. insensitive and unreasonable
2. mentally disorganized
3. full of machismo
three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:
1. obsessive-compulsive
2. topakin
3. flirt
three celeb crushes:
1. julie delpy
2. monica bellucci
3. irene jacob
Friday, June 03, 2005
cent-for-cent
got back from one of those hail-to-heavens meeting that we were coerced to participate.
feigned spirituality and all that crap. still, i'm the penultimate debunker. quoted ayn rand, bertrand russell and emanuel kant. played with einstein on the beach. yep. fucked with the language. threw english phrases like spewing lead off a vickers aircooled machine gun. eventually sputtered off. leveled the enemy. or what's left of them. crawled through the barbed wire fence of trying-to-be's.
call me a negligent catholic. yes. i admit i am. cringed at the thought of immersing in the same tub as they are. i would've drowned. saved by a lifebelt of philosophical idealogies.
the wifey made a discovery. monetary indulgence or eternal damnation? jose rizal's recalcitrance evidently has proved a point.
religion, as it turned out, is indeed, a lucrative business.
having qualms on continuing what we left off.
God would love us for what we are. not on what we're trying to be that we're not.
blog day
my blog turned one today. technically.
actually, i started blogging a year before i decided to have my public journal go public. a year before i hooked up again on blogger. a year before i decided to dump my previous blogger blog and livejournal.
started out with
wedged world. merely because it came up as a perfect tag to my overused forum nick. dumped it.
then, it was
musings of a freelance bum. which turned out as a personal offense.
so, i ended up with
no smoking joint. a personal preference since i don't smoke.
a blogday wish: fuck with the language and blog frequently.
heehee. happy blogday to me.