seeds

a former officemate has written a book about his hometown, Pateros.  he's now writing another book about the neighboring city Taguig.

me:  'wow, Taguig!  i lived there even before market!market!, serendra and venice piazza were built...  do let me know once you finish the book...  then could you please write about Laguna, too?  that's my province...'

he says yes.

yay!!!

uhm...

me:  'wait!  i'm not gonna fund it, ok?'

he agrees, hehe...  :"D

after our get-together, our companion told me:  'you should be the one to write the Laguna book...  you're from there...'

me:  'Laguna?!  that's too big!  maybe Pakil...  but then i don't really know much about Pakil...'

friend:  'you write Pakil; i'll write Kalibo.'

me:  'oh?  for real?  okay, if you write [a book about] Kalibo, i'll write [a book about] Pakil...'

deal?
or no deal?

we'll see...
or won't.

;"p

rub it in

high occupancy vehicle (HOV) traffic scheme /driver-only car ban in effect at EDSA during rush hour.

friend:  'my driver told me there really was a reduction in the number of vehicles...'

me:  'yeah...  but look at us...  we're alone so we have to commute...  you do not have anyone; you cannot use your car...  double whammy...'

friend:  'i never thought of it that way...'

;"p

exception

friend: 'you want chocs?'

me: 'of course!'

friend: 'dark chocolate?'

me: 'i like milk... with nuts... i'm not a fan of dark and white...'

friend: 'oh... i was going to give you dark...'

me: 'haha... if it's free, dark's ok, too!'

;"p

because it's there

friend: 'what's your favorite pizza?'

me: 'bacon cheeseburger pizza... from pizza hut...'

friend: 'i thought <other pizza chain>...'

me: 'why?'

friend: 'you're always there...'

me: 'not always...'

friend: 'you go there often...'

me: 'it's not that... i frequent this other place and it's near so i pass by... if it weren't along the way i won't seek it out...'

some things you sweat out...
others you do only because it's convenient...

;"p

eye-opener

i brought my sister to an art gallery... it was her first time there and my fourth...

upon entering the door, i signed the guestbook then proceeded to the exhibit... my sister didn't follow me right away...

why?

i saw her dropping a bill in the donation box first...

wah!

i told her i suddenly felt ashamed of myself... i've been going there and i have yet to put something in the donation box...

bad... :"}