Closed til further notice.

... while helping Cyn shop for a birthday gift at the Page One toy
section last night. And now, really, wouldn't you love to give your
child the novelty of a large wiggly woody? uh-huh.

... trying to distract us from the "other brand".

Here I am sitting at the BMW Car Club meeting in Eastwood, bright and
early at 8am. There are a dozen really nice Bimmers here. And no one is
bothering to look at them, because instead of bringing his BMW M3, our
fellow member Anthony Bitanga decided to bring his "other car" ... a
Lamborghini Murcielago.

... and I still have two more ads to work on before noon tomorrow.

Not that I'm complaining, actually. It's good to be busy again.

This is not funny. Good night.

According to my dad it's a new village policy that every car leaving has to be inspected and registration papers checked. Jeez. I want to shoot whoever came up with this. What a stupid village.

Why oh why am i stuck in the middle of a mystery monster traffic jam inside the Madrigal gate of ayala alabang? What a lousy way to kick off this Phlog. Grumble grumble. Hungry. Argh.

New camera phone, new year (yes, I started this phlog in september of 2003), new phlog. Let's see if i can get it right this time around eh?