postscripts on my palmtop
i. kajomican
theory number one: dinosaurs are extinct because an unusually intelligent early hominid predicted that fossil fuels would one day be in high demand, and in accordance with this, he single-handedly killed off all dinosaurs.
theory number two: dinosaurs are extinct because they anticipated theory number one, and committed suicide
en masse.
ii. introso
it has come to my attention that ms arcinas [i finally found out her name, via the dlsu faculty page] resembles camryn manheim [of
the practice fame] more than queen latifah. and that rogi and i actually passed the first quiz since 60% of 40 is 24, not 26.
iii. hail, hail, alma mater
the archers managed to secure their victory via a last-minute three-pointer by jv casio and two free throws by mac-mac cardonna, which weren't reciprocated by feu's denok miranda. the primary good that came out of this was that our comorga exam was moved to monday, or possibly tuesday since miko tells me that cse students already have a test scheduled for monday. i hope it's comorga that is moved down. to my surprise, korinah rebustes was picked as cinderella's face of the game. and yet, stranger things have happened.
iv. casa carriaga
the significance of the conversation is inversely proportional to the number of those in attendance. the alcohol content of a drink is directly proportional to its taste. reggie slept with cara. iww.
v. casa calalec
i have once again succeeded in presenting an action song such that it's taken seriously by the band. renz and jp will agree that kimber is german. rogi, if he knows what's good for him, will remain silent.
vi. beep beep beep beep
the first blogworthy jeepney was the all-black metallica jeepney that paco and i saw barreling down taft avenue yesterday morning. it even had spray-painted portraits of the band members along its sides. the only thing missing was the riff from
enter sandman.
the second was the jeep i got into at bicutan. not only was it turning in at marcelo, but at phase nine as well. in short, i got off at my front door.
me being me, luck has nothing to do with it.
sige ingat.ΓΌ