There’s got to be more than this…
It’s 6:35 am: do you know where your brain is?
Mine is still sleeping, but I’ve been forced to get up by circumstances, namely the fact that there’s so much work to do and I’m freezing from the aircon.
I am officially hungry.
And I can feel my eyeballs moving independent of each other (slept at three am).
This is my morning writing exercise to jumpstart my brain, but so far it isn’t working.
I’ve been writing about weddings and marriages all this past week: Nato and Beng’s, Ka Bel and Ka Osang’s. Hmmm. It isn’t June, is it? It’s November…
News - GMA in the hospital for the third time in five months,hoah!
Spindoctors and literal doctors are all defensive in saying that there’s nothing to worry about. Isa lang ang masasabi ko - yeah right! She never used to go to the doctor and get frequent cheeckups, now she goes three times in the last five months?! Something is rotten in the state of Denmark, wouldn’t you say?
I know it’s mean, I know it’s UnChristian (my mother keeps admonishing me for this- for being UnChristian in my anger and yes, this is how I personally spell the word) of me, but I wish wish wish there was something terminal going on with Macapagal-Arroyo’s health. Hey, there’s no love lost between myself and her, and because of her and her witch-doings, my boss is in jail and hundreds of political activists and human rights advocates have been brutally killed. Let’s not even mention the hundreds of children, wives, husbands who have been traumatized by the loss….
Anyways, so there: I wish GMA ill. I wish her the sort of disease that Dr. Gregory House specializes in, only in her case, not even House can diagnose and cure it. I will eat cake and ice cream if and when GMA kicks the bucket in, oh, say in the next few weeks.
Yes, yes - I am UnChristian in my thoughts this morning.
—
I didn’t get married in Church. I got married in City Hall.
Still and all, I wish I got to wear a wedding gown!!! Sigh. At least my Barbie’s wearing a wedding dress. 
This is a dress by Vera Wang. It’s the kind of wedding gown I would wear.
Maybe when I have my 50th wedding anniversary… Hopefully by then Kim would’ve mellowed down some and be less…practical, strict and agnostic.
These are my favorite roses — yellow tea roses. Good for a bouquet, eh?
