Vaginal Realm

Though highly unlikely that I will forget about this particular date, here's something to read through in case my Alzheimer's develops really fast:

• Met @ Starbucks Gateway at 12:30. Again I was late. We were supposed to meet before 12nn for lunch. So what's new? *toinks* My second time at Gateway. The first being last Friday when I met him there to have dinner at Cafe Bola and played House of the Dead so I missed my shuttle to Bulacan (ooops). My left arm hurt stiff the next day. Yep, kinarir ang House of the Dead 3. Ganda e. =)
• Bought food to go from Burger King. Stayed in the food court (holy crap! I ate at the food court! *faints*) to kill time. Movie won't be showing til 1:10, about 20 minutes from then.
• Watched Memoirs of a Geisha. Had an annoying couple sitting behind us. You know, those people that can't keep their thoughts on the movie to themselves and their companions. They go something like "Aaaah, kaya naman pala ginawa yun kasi galit sya. Gagu talaga yung si pumpkin*. Bwiset. Btw it was my first time to watch a movie at Gateway.
• The fun part: Went to this unknown spot in Araneta Center inside the Marikina Shoe Expo. Now I've frequented Cubao but only and I mean ONLY the area of Rustan's and Ali Mall nearby. These, aside from the Big Dome, are the only familiar places to me; drop me somewhere else and by a few weeks time I'd be on TV pleading for someone from my family to come and find me. There are 2 verrrry interesting vintage stores there, plus 1 kick-ass bookstore. I swear, I could live in that small square of a complex. Found the vintage colossal pulse telephone sets, old cameras, bulky transistor radios, LPs, and other hard-to-find stuffs that I so longed to fill my house with. Christ, the store even had a Viewmaster on sale! When I start re-decorating the house (again), I'm going there to buy. Buy a lot.
• Nearby is this hole-in-the-wall Italian resto named Bellini's that by God serves the most delicious pesto pasta on the planet. Very hidden and quaint, with mint green curtains shielding the inside from the harsh afternoon sun. Had it and a salami pizza (the resto makes their pizza the old school way: thin and crispy crust with wheat powder on the outer sides. Made one of my brackets pop out but to hell with it), and a glass of the resto's house blend of sweet red wine. Up to now I could still savor that pesto in my mouth. The ambiance is a cozy homey feel that is perfect for conversations. Think A Venetto or Napoli can do it? Think again! Ha!
• Hailed a cab and from Cubao we went to Baywalk to catch the setting sun. Very weird that he shares the same veneration for nature's melancholic dramatic things such as the sunset. Yes, baduy as it may sound, we were at Baywalk. Boarded the sunset cruise (the first time for me) and thus the picture above. Walked end to end the Baywalk strip, then gobbled on late night delights from Ice Monster (yay!) then headed home. 'Twas already 11:20 PM.
• Invited him to come in if he wanted to, which of course he did. The last time we spent 2 hours sitting on the curb outside the gate, just talking and looking up at the stars. Watched a bit of TV and more talk. Sheesh, it's like we can talk forever and never run out of things to say. I returned some of the DVDs he lent me, and he replenished them with two more. He's more of a movie junkie than I ever will be, with great interest in indie films that I only dreamed of getting my filthy hands on. I'll write about one of those movies here later. We were just talking about nothing really, and before we knew it it was already two in the morning. Now I wonder how we do that, let time pass by like a breeze?

Labels: daily mishaps, mush