11. You probably call it something like "cheezemeez" or "intel." Whynot call it what it is: gossip.
12. Warm Hot Loops Donuts. Or just about anything that will cause our blood sugar levels to spkie. I mean, goo God.
13. Regalong Pambahay. Lonely Planet. You grumble whenever your wife/girlfriend asks to be accompanied there -- but for weeks you've been eyeing that Persian/Taiwanese rug and the monogrammed barbecue-utensils set. And would't that Vigan-made bookcase just kill in your den?
14. flexing your fingers on the steering wheel. Waiting. Revving. then blowing the poor sap next to you off the line.
15. havaianas!
16. A cheeky chardonnay.
17. Picking scabs, popping zits, and giving that mosquito bite one good scratch before vowing never to touch it again.
18. Movies like Bagets that make you think, If only...
19. Telenovelas. Mulawin leading into Darna fills your AngelLocsin quota and is good hangover therapy.
20. Even better hangover therapy: the Kevin Costner triptych of Waterworld, Wyatt Earp, and Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.
21. Googling yourself.
22. Nigella Lawson. Maybe it's you wishing that she goes to your flat all the time and cooks gourmet food in the same ravishing way she says "garlic" on her show. Maybe it's her absolute hotness. But it's definitely something.
23. Your filthiest, most psychotic erotic fantasy--the one that's either too dark, too dirty, or too illegal to mention. Don't worry. every guy has one.
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