it's a small, small world

i'd been invited to a mid-week inuman by mari, the kapatid ng kinakapatid i'd mentioned in my last post. the celebration was in honor of his brother's birthday, so i arrived a good three hours late, to avoid the relatives and games [if any]. little did i realize how much the kid really gets around: there were 60-odd teen-aged guests, a good half of which were in various bands, six of which played that night, two of which were good. other notable guest appearances include:

a. the local yfc chapter, represented by twenty or so prepubescent girls and their child molester chaperone, emvin. i'd been wondering for quite some time what possessed him to join a religious organization. in hindsight, i should have remembered how it was back when i was still active.

b. various familiar faces from around the phase ix area. apparantly, we were all early childhood playmates, before we started our formal education. they're planning another grand reunion involving a river of alcohol and at least three guitars. phrased like that, how could i refuse?

c. j-john, rivermaya sessionist for the free album, who, with the help of a mamaw bassist and even more mamaw drummer, proceeded to wow the audience with 30 minutes of impromptu über-mamaw-ness. i think they were planning to stay longer, but at the aforementioned half-hour into their performance, a random drunk [namely, pj] staggered onstage to volunteer his mamaw vocal talents. needless to say, they weren't. good melody he came up with, though.

d. my good friend empirador brandy, whom i haven't seen for quite some time. still the backstabber, i see.

i got home around 2am, still woozy, but it was all good. i needed a break anyway. eight hours of boredom five days a week really fucks with your brain. you start hallucinating and thinking up all sorts of random shit.

like this:


sorry, chuds, couldn't resist.

sige ingat.ü 
posted by stani at 8:38 AM