of mcdonald's, home-cooked meals, and writers

i forget to mention something that happened last wednesday - kris offered me a ride home provided i accompany her to the santugon family meeting. no biggie, so i did, and helped her fold spoa's afterwards. we stopped by mcdo [how ironic*] on the way home and i asked the counter girl what she thought grimace really was. i was of the impression that he is an extra rice, but she said that he was an ube. go figure.

anyway, i got a strawberry mcdip but the ice cream fell off the cone while it was being dipped. she fished it out, put it in a cup, and got me a new one. i asked her what she would do with the reject ice cream and she said it would be trashed. as an environmentalist, i could not abide by that so i asked if i could have it instead. evidently charm still counts for something so moments later i was sneaking out the door with two ice creams for the price of one.

for lunch today, my mom invented a new kind of soup. it was somewhere between nilagang baka and sotanghon so i said that it should be named after her: "sotang ina". she didn't find it funny either.

i'm currently chatting with mon, one of my best friends and a kickass writer, regardless of what certain purists may say. we haven't seen each other in a long while, probably because i go to dlsu and she to ateneo.

distance sucks.

sige ingat.ü

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ironic: my blockmates claim that from behind i remind them of ronald mcdonald. i don't find that funny. 
posted by stani at 1:49 AM