the gapanese invasion is nigh!

"pinakamaganda ka nga sa buong kapuluan, pero latina na naman ang magwawagi ng korona at sash sa miss world! racism ba ito? lupasay!"

Thursday, September 07, 2006

alas, the holy grail is found!

for quite a time, i wallowed in despair because the elements of the universe seem to be ganging up on me so that i may lose the very things i covet, just when i'm about to be their proud owner. of course, i'm not referring to gorgeous; i may be desiring him, but our friendship has secured the wedge that serves as my temporary restraining order from traipsing that territory that's his mysterious heart. and, for crying out loud, miracles happen but i'm not about to receive a manna from heaven in the form of his yes, yes, yes, for i've not opened up to begin with. to cut the story short, i lost two chances in a row of buying two on-sale books just when i'm about to fork in my savings at the cashier's counter. first, jorge luis borges' ficciones was sold by that high-end bookshop when my reservation expired, and the gay novel boyfriend material, which i made sure to stash away in a place i could return to when i would purchase it two hours later, miraculously vanished in that obscure spot in powerbooks. I even grew paranoid that partyphile, who was with me that time i saw and eventually hid the book, played a nasty trick on me by secretly putting the novel for all the bibliophiles to jostle each other for.
well, you lose some, you win some, for after an hour's visit at a senator's house to teach his low-profile daughter, i received a four-hundred-buck honorarium, enough to buy one of the three rare ficciones that appeared magically in robinsons galleria. Each anthology actually costs about half a grand, but the bookchain holds its annual sale so i got it with a 20% discount. on the way to meeting hunk in taft to give him the made-to-order tupig for him and gorgeous to share, i felt like dancing along edsa and not minding if the aerotrain station guard would ask me to taste the contact lens solution just to be sure i'm not sneaking in a liquefied bomb into the commuters-filled train.

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