Saturday, September 23, 2006
We've been party hopping today, you know, that sort of thing that compels you to paste on a smile and do a lot and talking and listening to music and exchanging buss-es and filling your tummies with buffet after buffet of great food. Rows of Filipino, Italian, Japanese, countless desserts, even ice cream overflowed in various flavors! Burp! Excuse me. Why is it that regrets always sink in after the "fiesta"? It's because I feel like bursting tonight even after walking with Hannee and Pepper around the clubhouse area. I think I'll hate food for a week starting tomorrow.BING L. HERNANDO slept soundly at 9/23/2006 11:48:00 PM
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Life's Never Been this Peppery
LIFE'S NEVER BEEN THIS PEPPERY...
How many times do I have to type that? Well, I can't stop now. Yay! I'm back, like Sgt. Pepper's fleas! Hmm, come to think of it, that's why he deserves the name. There are times when his pinkish flesh behind the gold and light brown with streaks of black coat, gets sprinkled with some tiny black thingies smaller than font 8 periods, really pepper powdery in appearance. The difference is - can you guess? Ta-dah....! They grow - yup, like tomorrow, the tiny speck increase their size to, say, font 12. Ok, so you feel itchy now? You should be thankful you're not a dog, else there'll be season when you'll get them. No matter how adorable dogs are (of which Shi-tzus are the most huggable, ever, promise!), they get fleas and ticks sometimes. Hmm, I shouldn't be talking about Sgt. Pepper. But he's right down here at the left side of my bed, looking at me like a baby. Uh-oh, excuse me while I pick up a tiny something crawling over there. (Picks up the thing, walks to the bathroom and flushes the thing in it)
Now, where was I? Oh, a peppery life is like what this week has been. I've been in a boring but important IAS-IFRS seminar (ha ha! You don't know that, do you? Well, it's a financial seminar, period.) at Manila Peninsula Hotel with Merlie (you should know her, she's been a part of my life for a year now). Merlie thinks the venue was a nice and cool place to snore off while sitting down, to which I agreed, but I'm not really an easy sleeper. Well I have to admit I almost dozed off for some minutes past Wednesday's lunch after we were served smoked pink salmon as appetizer, dazzling chicken roast with potato, really yummy gravy sauce, plus mixed jazzed-up veggies, and a dessert of really heavenly chocolatey tiramisu and some tiny mango-crepe tarts, served with whips of chocolate and strawberry jel design here and there. To recap, eating beautifully garnished food and sipping nice brewed coffee were the best part of the seminar. All the rest are lullabyers. Wait, I'm not after that topic either. Sorry for the tendency to stray away.
What I only really wanted to say was: I've been necessarily bored to death for days, after which, I've been running like mad to finish off some work, and I can't push people enough to go live with SAGE ACCPAC Enterprise. Then Sam has to go somewhere north where the wind blows, leaving me (again!) to bring Han and Anjo to two weekend parties of his relatives. I haven't got the time to even go shopping for gifts and that royal attire that's supposed to be worn. (Genevieve, why o why is your party motiff Royal?) On top of this, I want to shed tears because today, a good friend just said goodbye to go off somewhere soon. People touching our lives for a reason is such a poignant reality, and then they go, and something goes kaput inside of you.
If only I haven't said yes to a morning breakfast buffet meeting (a.k.a. -gang gripe session), I will elaborate on what a peppery life is. But I have to go snooze early to wake up in time for that date and try to memorize a mantra before the event. Overeating is sinful... (recites 7x) It's nice to hug a just-bathed Sgt., lightly cologned Sgt. Pepper, with or without his peppery streaks. Goodnight!
BING L. HERNANDO slept soundly at 9/21/2006 10:20:00 PM
