http://sleepless.blogsome.com disjointed and off-tangent thoughts of a struggling mother feeling writer Thu, 12 Nov 2009 06:30:08 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en but not yet. Not with the mosquitoes that hungrily follow you around at night and the dust that permeate the whole town. I could not find the tamaraws and the mangyans. And my discontent grows each day fueled by the dour-looking wait staff who have never known happiness in their life, ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/11/12/almost-heaven/ I have recently discovered Ukkokei and their Shoyu Ramen. And am hooked. I spent my waking hours thinking about the soup. It’s that bad. Maybe it’s the MSG they added in the broth. Anyway, if you happen to pass by old Pasay Road (currently Arnaiz Avenue), drop by Ukkokei and try ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/11/03/addicted-to-ramen/ I love my job. On most days, I swear I do. The people I share firewall and internet bandwidth with are the hazards of my occupation. On some days, they threaten to burst my arteries with the funniest jokes that weren’t meant to be jokes. On most days, they tug at ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/11/01/pesky-officemates/ Una is in this stage of questioning — what is cooled and the difference from cold. Cleanse and cleans. Why does Giada say spaghetti as if she were a Bisaya? Is cooled the Visayan of cold? And papa does not know how to say cleans properly? She wrote in her diary ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/11/01/notes-from-underground/ How come the good stories have unhappy endings. Maybe it is the sadness that makes for a good story. If I were 25, I would have felt the same as Z. It’s a wonder how 5 years can change a person’s perspective. I am not saying that I have become an ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/10/30/a-concise-chinese-english-dictionary-for-lovers/ I had this dream about what I should be when I grow up. I am all grown up and old but in this dream I was my younger self — in my college years and I don’t have cellulites on my legs. You know how in dreams, you can be ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/10/27/the-pessimist/ The 8:30 sessions at the Makati Regional Trial Court is a constant reminder of one truth: life is a series of term papers and final exams… especially for arrogant lawyers. I hate cutting my trip to dreamland short, just to watch the judge lambast the rows of incompetent lawyers — from ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/09/03/lawyers-and-high-courts/ i removed my brackets for two weeks and i got them back again so do not ask why am eating apples with a spoon. the company booked me and the consultant at sheraton. it is a swanky, very pricey place. some place that i won’t step in on my own ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/08/10/eating-apples-with-a-spoon/ http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/06/23/portrait/ Today marks my 30th year. People ask me how I feel. I feel great. I feel entitled — entitled to whatever life has to offer me. So god help you all. http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/06/15/hopscotching-through-time/ Una: Sa Tagalog, ano ang kinakain ng sharks? A. chicken B. fish C. baktin Santino: Fish! Una: Tama The quiz mistress did a twirl and a jig every time the answer is right. The questions were all made-up and the options glaringly silly. I intervened and ask: Sa History, sino ang pambansang bayani ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/06/03/q-and-a/ Sometimes, life blows and it’s those really small things that make all the hardships bearable. And my list goes: 5. Steaming hot soup. Freshly made with lemon grass and ginger. 4. The 3-year old that loves me unconditionally with the breadth of his pudgy arms. And the 5-year old that looks ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/04/21/counting-those-little-things/ 5. Shoe-marks on toilet bowl seats. Very prevalent in our office. I often wish their Jimmy Choos would slip and land them in the putrid depths. 4. Flying cockroaches. They make my skin crawl and unfortunately they are attracted to me. 3. Faberge cologne. Oh please stay away from me. And yes, ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/02/26/pet-peeves/ sofas in fabulous colours and textures simple, linear designs to lessen the cluttered look of any apartment I have browsed catalogues (paper and digital) of Ikea since I don’t remember when. I have made kitchen layout using their online tools. I have fantasized of furnishing our master’s bedroom with Ikea products. I ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/30/ikea-a-lowly-wage-earners-fantasyland/ We couldn’t have chosen the most auspicious (to borrow a Chinese Astrology word to mean the opposite) time to see Macau. We woke up really late — at 11 am we rushed from Lockhart Road to Sheung Wan Station. The moment we stepped out of the safety enclosure of the ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/28/3-hours-in-macau/ your notes read like this: this critical mass can also be called cancer. also elusive dream. convolution can cause spasm and ticks. spastic. pride and prejudice among fatsos. technology is the be all and the end all of all. empty words that reverberate against the emptiness. struggle for dominance in the decaying hierarchy of vanishing hairlines ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/20/something-is-wrong-when/ from the motley crew. max is busy eating… will pose soon. http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/15/happy-lunar-new-year/ Last night, Marini asked me what to do with her leftover egg whites. She was making leche flan. I offered meringue and frittata. She opted to do meringue kisses while an idea, a really sinful idea that I should have vanquished right away crept into my consciousness. The next hour ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/13/the-brazo-that-refused-to-be-rolled/ The one thing that I missed most is food. It was only when I got to Wellcome to pick stuffs to cook and eat did I realize that most things here are ‘made in China.’ Chinese characters are inscribed on all packaging – be it Tide or Dreyers or Smirnoff. The ... http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2009/01/02/missing-food/ Yes, you read that right. Will be posting photos soon… when I get my legs stable enough from all the walking. http://sleepless.blogsome.com/2008/12/29/i-flew-to-hongkong-to-eat-mcdonalds/