:) i practically ordered Murphy to be my model for my make up class. I did a 40's look -- I thought she'd be perfect for it, what with her curly hair and big eyes.. and nice lips. And I was right.


PS. She rocked the cherry print dress. Yey.




( hello little lady! )

today was nice and quiet :

( ahem )

we're thinking of getting a pet. a hedgehog or a puppy.
buuut we're starting to fall in love with the former.

look!



a hedgehog eating. i do this with gobstoppers, green mango or lechon too..



and look! they swim!
warning: hit the mute button. the owners' voices will stick in your head for a disturbingly long time if you don't.

“. . . most bereaved souls crave nourishment more tangible than prayers: they want a steak.”
M. F. K. Fisher

Years ago, I stumbled upon this uninteresting looking book in our library. It was about food, mostly, but written with such gentle humor, wit and fire. I half fell in love with the author at Chapter One.
I knew the writer was a 'she', but I only had the chance to see her face now.


Mary Frances Fisher, (July 3, 1908 – June 22, 1992).

What a beauty.
Now there's a woman with the right kind of hunger.

Youtube served up two videos.

First up is a shortish clip. I love how she talks. "They were horrified to find out I was a lady! A woman. They thought I was a wispy young don from Oxford or something. They said women don't write that way.. they just don't write that way!"





Moth Wranglers' Counts for Nothing (After MFK Fisher)
I don't really know about the MFKF reference, but I like the song anyways.



And, wiki served up this tidbit:

"Fisher went on to be involved in a number of other turbulent romantic relationships with men and women.

I DIE.
<3

Christmas is 'round the corner. As usual I don't really feel caught up in the whole feel of the season.

Buuut today I'm wearing something that reminds me of those holiday sweaters i had to be wrestled into when I was younger. Minus the thick scratchy wool and puffed sleeves, thank heavens.





It's like someone plastered a lace collar and sewed on fake pearls and a sweet little rhinestone in the middle. I'm wearing it with jeans tucked into a pair of black, soft cloth boots (it's got little doll's heads silkscreened print going on. it's too young for me ata but i likeyyy. kebs)





I don't really know the direction of my wardrobe lately, but that's ok.










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 monday! spent the morning getting my passport renewed at the DFA. i'm inwardly cringing at my recent passport pic. mukha akong neanderthal. hihihi. i never could get my id pictures right. leche. my next chance is.. 5 years from now. pag 29 na ako. 

29! egad! 

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my plants in the BF house are thriving! thank you nenet. i'd be sad if they died. may mga bagong additions -- 2 na basil and isang aloe vera. Sana magka cilantro plant ako. at rosemary. pati na rin laurel. someday I'm going to have a window planter thingamajig with herbs lined up for the taking <3 

our scraggly little shop of horrors out back in qc need weeding and fussing and arranging. siguro yun ang project ko this week. i wonder if i can make a decent shelf/ stand of sorts. 
I'm scared lang because there's a new hole sa wall. 

oh no. baka mahimatay ako if i encounter a sewer rat. 

as kiids, we had white mice as pets, but they were cute and harmless. sewer rats are scary! we defeated a gang of sewer rats a couple of months ago. first time ko lang mag poison ng hayop. it was strangely satisfying to watch them gobble up the bait. ang takaw nila grabe! 

laking iyak ko lang one time nung ako lang mag isa sa bahay (t was off on a trip) and 
there was this big poisoned rodent swaying, dying right before my eyes. i was too sissy to kill it, it was too weak to run away. walang takas. huhu.

i ended up covering it with an empty trashcan and calling up the office janitor for help. she still remembers me crying on the phone. jahe. 

i wonder kung merong babae na kayang magpatay ng daga at any given time. 
feeling ko kahit inwardly macho ka.. mahirap pa rin. 

i mean, i can kill a cockroach if everyone else is jumping and mindlessly screaming.. 

pero.. daga? nyur. 

11/08/08 12:40 PM


with the night comes a song, recklessly

back against the wall. unlit cigarette in hand.
i have lived a hundred lifetimes over
in the form of people, whose shadows have ceased
to
stain my pages
quietly.


-
believe me when i tell you
too soon you will forget.

-
speak of names. littering your wall
marked chatter, infinite, leaping off your tongue

(and who is to say
no to slowness,
no to home ? )

nanalo si Tar ng FAMAS. hahaha. It's been a good year for her :) I'm glad.

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I attended a makeup workshop last saturday. It was fun. Naisip ko I'd love to do that someday. Pero target ko yung mga geeky little girls na takot mag try ng make up. Masaya yata mag experiment at magturo at matuto togetherr.
I have a soft spot for shy bookworm-y geeky girls. Kasi i think i never outgrew that part of me din.
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bwisit yung twilight na film. bwisit!
the cheese! the casting! tadoink.
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I found an old pic of my mom..



I think she was around my age when this was taken. Glamorous pa ang mga PAL FAs noon.

meron din akong half face pic.



mas cute mommy ko. eep.
Kulot kasi. I love curly haired girls talagaa!

oh beautiful bag of butterscotch. i love you <3

I miss LJ. I've blogged elsewhere but nothing quite compares to lj.
This one seems to be dying a slow death. Hindi ko sya mabura though.

*poking everyone on my friendslist

hello.
i just wanted to introduce some new ladies in my life.

Pepper, my running buddy,
she is a bit rheumatic, and i am, well .. not thin..
but between the two of us we have good morning runs in the park.

This is her Anjelica Huston pose.



this is Jammer.
This is her thinnest angle. she likes to sit on my lap and read 'What Einstein Told His Barber' too. At night she sits on my chest while i sleep. sometimes i awake gasping for breath , thinking i'm having a stroke.
she's not fat, just big boned daw.



Meet Karma. She is a big black cloud.
always following me around. but never stooping so low as to allow her head to be patted or, god forbid, scratched.
will, on a lonely moment, bump her fat furry but on my leg in affection. that or she has dandruff.
she does not mew. chirp chirp lang.

i've never seen her blink.

dahil i can't drive here, i tried to learn how to commute.


i left the payong at home. hehehe.

taking the metro/dash is easy, but the wait is usually so long!

it's hard to believe but nakakamiss yung edsa..na may mga bus etc na dumadaan daan parang isda. para ka lang you're good to go.

tidbits lang from my chinatown/ little tokyo tramp

:new sunnies for 5$baliktad!

practice fingers for the aspiring manicurists!i'm using the two that i bought for wall decoration though. they have sticky backs!


funny product name:Little

restroom doodle:

Passed through a farmer's market of sorts..i like how she has a little flag sa wheelchair nya..


one store in little tokyo  had bearbricks!!wala nga lang akong binili. mahalia e!


the chinese grocery had interesting thingsup for sale:

dried seahorses!

today's face off:

nayna vs vegemeat. textured veg protein to be exact

GODDANG.

i live to kill and eat vegetables. stir fried, roasted, raw, crusted.... in pie, in bread...even in my cupcake! but what the hayl do i do with mock meat?!

we're semi vegan, but we leave TVP to the able, able hands at Greens. Yessir.

my adobo is simmering away. in an hour it'll be so good, it'll bring you to your knees (sige na nga, knickers na lang). my cousin knows that. he knew that the moment he saw me buy the goods -- liempo and pork fat and datu puti and a string of garlic.

of course he had to mention it to my tita.
who's vegan.
who now wants me to make her a version of adobo.

with Vegemeat.




So. Do I soak it? Inject it? Force feed it with marinade?


OK lesbian vegans wearing birkenstocks and plaid. Help!

I'm channeling my inner kikay gir (sic) here, and so should you. hehehehe. we can resume normal programming after.

this is a first, be kind.

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I've been starting to build my own make up stash -- it's easy enough to decide on what I want to have but since we all know want is inversely proportional to contents of wallet , i've been doing the rounds on local make up blogs. And they seem to have a number of things in common-- among them MAC and Suesh brushes.

i have here a dino postcard book with 28 postcards in it. in a random decision to personally say howdy through airmail, i will be mailing 12 postcards out to the first twelve persons to

congratulations tara!!

BRUTUS bagged 4 awards from last night.. special jury prize, best sound, cinematography and supporting actor.

congrats sa lahat ng buwis buhay productions! celebrate tayo! hehehehehe!
ang sayaaa!


i'm so giddy! we risked our skins for something worthwhile. lahat ng effort paid off. here's to the seemingly endless nights, the tears, the nervous, tetchy moments. to the big bad things we worried about and the happy moments in between!

ika nga ng tarsier,

if in my absence i find you waiting, would that mean that i still have a whole world left behind, tactile

:
the feel of your skin under my fingertips
shed clothes, sheets sliding to the floor
I am toeing off my shoes, stepping away from Today

:
slowness is your breathing
the rise of your chest,
arched back



/
hep hep hep. cheese quota filled for today.


naka screen ang Brutus! Yehey! take that, kiks! kah kah.
the gala's on the 19th. but as far as i'm concerned, this was the big event. we had a bit of a scare, but thanks to the full support of ccp, nothing untoward happened.

i'm so happy i can sleep now.

gootnight.

Cinemalaya's just around the corner.
cross your fingers for us. I'm counting on your support !

here's the schedule, ducks.

July 13, Sun - 9 pm, MKP Hall
July 15, Tues - 9 pm, T. Huseng Batute
July 16, Wed- 3:30 pm, T. Nicanor Abelardo (Main Theater)
July 18, Fri - 9pm, MKP
July 19, Sat - 6:15 pm, Main Theater
July 21, Sun - 3:30, Little Theater

and here's a behind the scenes vid that i made with tar. featuring songs from ABBA and Ate Vi!