flight

loi and i emceed for the malate launch party at the 77 bar somewhere in new manila. she was quotable, as usual. i'm sure jomic has the details. anyway, aside from us malateans, there were representatives from the ateneo heights, the u.p. quill, and the local photographer elite, and everyone ended up happily drunk, notoriously aleck and pearl. i read an excerpt from my story, which predictably didn't go too well. for those interested but without direct access to malate, leave a comment and i'll either scrounge up a copy of the folio for you, or email you my story, whichever you prefer.

as you've probably already guessed, that last sentence wherein i whore my fiction is, in fact, the entire point of this entry.

so what.

sige ingat.ü 
posted by stani at 3:55 AM