Digressions

"That digression business got on my nerves. I don't know. The trouble with me is, I like it when somebody digresses. It's more interesting and all." - Holden Caulfield (J.D. Salinger's "The Catcher in the Rye")

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Some-degree burns

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Ok, situational pop-quiz. It's Tuesday night. As part of the Christmas party committee, a few officemates and I went to a resto-bar to f...
Saturday, October 24, 2009

Fallen

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Though news of any accident involving myself may not come to most people as "news" but mere "eventualities", I'd j...
Thursday, September 24, 2009

Ticked Off

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There's a standard phrase that Luz and I say out loud before we (frantically) leave the room in the mornings. "Money, phone, key....
Monday, July 20, 2009

Normalcy

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She seemed like just another normal kid. She sat on her bed indian-fashioned, still wearing her jammies. She watched Ice Age with us in the ...
Sunday, June 21, 2009

Flashbacks

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I dreamt about my mother the morning of her birthday. In the dream, I was with my brother and sister seated around a small table. We were sh...
Sunday, June 14, 2009

Transubstantiation

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I've heard a very interesting story today. A true one at that. Juicier than any of the showbiz tsismis . More incredible than any of the...
Thursday, June 04, 2009

Torrents (the non-digital kind)

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I feel a little guilty for enjoying the heavy rains of this week. I know a lot of people find it bothersome - those who live in easily flood...
Thursday, May 28, 2009

I owe fries.

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I lost a bet today. Not really a bet. It's a result of my initial gullibility and subsequent skepticism. Dens claimed that McDo has intr...
Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mothers' Day

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On Sunday afternoons, I try to sleep. Sometimes during those moments I am about to transition from sleep to consciousness, I sense my mother...
Thursday, May 07, 2009

Surf and Sniff

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My colds has progressively worsened the past couple of hours. Or regressively, I should say.  Yesterday morning, I just had a sore throat an...
Sunday, March 29, 2009

Bunny-Ears Knot

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I find that I talk to myself more often lately. I talk to myself out loud - that's not a new quirk. I've been doing it since I was a...
Friday, March 27, 2009

"No, they're not overalls."

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It was Monday when I met her. Ok, "meet " might be the wrong verb to use. Let's try that again. It was Monday when she weird...
Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Stairwell Existentialism

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I found myself sitting alone in the office building's 26th floor stairwell this afternoon. Two floors up, I've already logged the re...
Saturday, March 21, 2009

September 25, 1974

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I went to Pampanga last Wednesday - to the same house my grandparents lived in, the same house I grew up as a kid, and the same house that m...

One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

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One Art by Elizabeth Bishop The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that the...
Sunday, March 15, 2009

Sectioning

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Do you still remember your section names in school? My friends and I were having dinner at Shakey's when we started testing the pens I...
Thursday, March 12, 2009

Palabok

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There was a pair of ambulant merienda vendors at the office today. Two women stationed just outside the hallway where they hawked camote...
Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Sell Me Sleep

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Wouldn't it be so great if you could buy sleep? Think about it. Two hours' worth of sleep at your nearest convenience store. Or if...
Friday, February 13, 2009

Tutay

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I retreated myself in an obscure corner - away from the unfamiliar faces, the even more unfamiliar dialect chatter, the dried watermelon see...
Sunday, February 01, 2009

Look Away

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I went to see an ophthalmologist yesterday to have my eyes checked. I've been having frequent headaches lately, concentrated around my e...
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