i kissed a girl and i liked it…

Warning: This is not for general public viewing. But you’re probably wondering what it’s about. Go on.. But don’t tell me I didn’t warn ya!

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drunken masters

I was suppose to hang out with my cousins today. But it was cancelled because the other one went out on a date (or get errrm..) and the other has gone M.I.A. I on the otherhand am dead tired. I still lack 4 hours from my mandatory 8 hour hibernation. I am feeling like a lo0000oser lately. 

Last night I missed the unadulterated drinking binge. I missed my friend’s party. I missed the coke blogger’s thing party and but on the lighter side I fulfilled my whimsical whim of spending 2 minutes in the smoking area —second hand smoking kills but he was there (who’s also into sniffing carbon monoxide). Lame, right?!

So yeah, life sucks that way.

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oh noes.

I think he knows. He’s been giving me the weird smiles lately. Something is very wrong in this picture.

Mental note: Must seek the oracle’s advice.

Rule of Thirds

The post is inspired by a conversation that transpired in Linus’ blog.  So thanks, Linus.

The post title should be : DATE MY DAD. But I don’t want to get the wrong impression that I am pimping my dad because a.) He’s not really the most eligible bachelor in town and b.) Seriously? he’s old..not ancient but OOoohld. Get it?

It’s about time that I cut the old man some slack right? It’s been 2 years since my mother’s passing anyway.

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To ***Marla, beloved colleague

…trashbag lowlife slash skanky slithering closet queen.

Dear ***Marla,

It has come to my attention that you have set your gollum-like eyes on another prey. Normally, I don’t give a rat’s ass if you devour them in one sitting but this is different. You have set your eyes upon my boy toy slash eye-candy slash possible soulmate. Whatever happened to our first come, first serve rule?

I was informed by a very reliable source that every now and then you would barge into the room of my beloved and make some lame-ass-out-of-the-blue conversation. What the hell was that?

And to think that you are still in the denial. Please come out. It’s really really obvious as the sun shining brightly in the velvet sky. We cannot hide the fact that you bat your eyelashes whenever he’s around asking where are the log sheets? And please don’t try to steal **Regie’s boy toy too. Get your own lollipop. It’s very unwomanly of you.

It’s time that you move on and never look back lest you want to turn into a pillar of rock salt like Lot’s wife.

Sincerely,

J