Seattle transplant, sneaker enthusiast, raised on SL1200s, huge graffiti head in the 90's and photo blogs with a Fujifilm as therapy.
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IT'S ABOUT TIME...

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| Posted in | Posted on Sunday, February 15, 2009

COMING SOON...

SPACE CAKES

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| Posted in | Posted on Saturday, February 14, 2009

A couple of months ago my coworker brought a box of delicious pastries from his native province 5 hours north of Metro Manila. They were so damn good we started calling them space cakes even though there was no funny ingredient included in preparing these goodies.

His last trip to his hometown, I asked him to buy me a box of my favorite. This one has coconut macaroons in the middle!

YUM



Don't even bother hitting me up for a box.

Jammi crosses 3 rivers and rides a carabao for 8 hours just to get these.

WHY FEBRUARY SHOULD ONLY HAVE 13 DAYS

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| Posted in | Posted on Saturday, February 14, 2009

TO MY DEAREST BROTHER

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| Posted in | Posted on Friday, February 13, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY



* CUES BACK IN THE DAY *

UNLESS I SEE SOME MAAAJOR CHANGES

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| Posted in | Posted on Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I WANT OUT.

I'VE HAD ENOUGH.

WORK IT OUT

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| Posted in | Posted on Tuesday, February 10, 2009



I'm back at the gym twice a week after a 6 year hiatus.

Not trying to be a body builder or a power lifter. Heck I'm not even looking to lose weight.

I just want to work it out.

Now sing with me...

Ayyyyyyy

Now Work It Out
Now Work It Out
Now Work It Out
Now Work It Out
Now Work It Out
Now Walk It Out
Now Work It Out
Now Work It Out

West Side Work It Out
South Side Work It Out
East Side Work It Out
North Side Work It Out

WHEN INSENSITIVE PEOPLE STRIKE

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| Posted in | Posted on Monday, February 09, 2009

So my dear sister enters my room without knocking and says...

"I got something for you to read to keep you busy"

... and hands me this book.


I gave her a stoneface and tossed the book in the trash.


I also have something for you.

An advice.

GET A FREAKING LIFE.

OR A JOB.

SMH

THE DENTAL FEAR

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| Posted in | Posted on Sunday, February 08, 2009

I've had this fear of doctors ever since I was a little kid. I still remember when my dad would take me to the doctor for a shot and it took hours before I got it because I kept crying and fighting people from holding me down.

The past week has been gruelsome. I've been using my front teeth to chew because one of my molars on the upper left side has decayed beyond use and my right side has been out of service since SF when one of my molars on the bottom right chipped in half.

I finally paid a visit to my new dentist after bugging her for two years. She was probably the first girl I hung out with when I was in 1st/2nd year high school. We lost in touch when I transferred schools even though she only lived five minutes away. I saw her again on Friendster and decided to send her a message after my old dentist disappeared. Where are you Dr. Cunanan?

I had my teeth cleaned and polished after the longest time. She got so much stuff from my teeth that it grossed me out. She also replaced the filling in my upper left molar. She asked me to go to a nearby mall to get a panoramic x-ray.

Look how fucked up my teeth are.


I was depressed after paying my dentist a visit. Now I remember why I didn't go to one for the longest time. It's gonna cost me an arm and a leg to have everything fixed.

This sucks.

I want some Hollywood teeth.

Care to sponsor me?

Click on the Paypal donate button now!

I'd like to thank my dentist Kim for being patient with me.

I'll see you soon!