
Para sa isang nawalan ng kapatid, araw-araw ay ang unang araw.
-Eddie Guerrero died. Since I have not watched professional wrestling since high school (when I had this DEBRA-i-love-u phase) I didn't really know who he is up until his death.
-I just read from IMDB that Eliza Dushku ditched a possible Faith series (Buffy spin-off) so she could do Tru Calling. I love Dushku and I simple adore Tru Calling. But I prefer seeing her kick ass as Faith than see run around the city saving people who are about to die yesterday (???) as Tru Davies.
-I really do hope Hoodwinked! gets local distribution here. It has really great 3D graphics. Since I saw the trailer over at the Digital Eye Candy office, I just couldn't wait to see it.
Finding Nemo had some Pinoy animators, The Incredibles had several and The Matrix had a few, but all the Hoodwinked! animators are Pinoy.
-I went to Dish over the weekend to cover Join The Club's album launch and I must say that they're live performance has managed to convert me into an instant fan. They're drummer is so amazing, and probably the most inventive in the scene right now. Plus I have a copy of their album Lunes inside the Press Kit. Ah, the perks of being in the Media field!
Two weeks ago, I was roused from my dreamless sleep my my cell's message tone. I groggily grabbed it and read Raf's message. They were planning to have a reunion. I replied immediately saying that I'd go and slumped back to sleep.
The following Saturday, I headed for the Creativity Lounge to transcribe my Wilson Tortosa interview. Before I went home I dropped by McDonald's, Greenbelt to meet up with John. So we just talked and talked for what felt was 30 mins but was already past an hour. So I had bid him farewell and lunged for the next bus to Ortigas.
When I got to Maru, our reunion venue. An hour later -I wanted to go to Saguijo and watch AdmitOne instead- Jinx and Jigs who were both already making fun of me even before they talked to me, approached. Ahh, I missed that. A few more chats and Raf and Mimi came in next. Marilou followed. Apparently that was the reunion, just us.
I didn't know Maru was a karaoke bar. And I really don't sing, at least not anymore. But we had fun and bonds were reconnected, and that was the point.
A few Earth ,Wind&Fires, some Beatles and one particularly creepy Willie Revillame later, we headed to Starbucks in Metrowalk where I had a tall cream-based caramel-frappe (YUM), and Jinx had a venti Rhumba. By the time the rhumba was takin effect (Jinx was really shaking and her chest was palpitating) we were knee-deep in ghost stories. These were personal experiences which makes them all the more creepier -including one particularly nerve-numbing tale about a swaying ink-black man.
They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel." " --Carl W. Buechner |

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