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It’s almost November, and I just realized that it’s quite near NaNoWriMo time. You know, that thing where everyone tries to write a novel in the span of one month, and brag to everyone on the internet and everyone within hearing distance that they’ve written a novel. You see, I haven’t participated in NaNoWriMo because of one small insignificant factoid: I CAN’T FUCKING WRITE. Seriously.

But this year I think I wanna join NaNoWriMo and make up something, anything. But my last good idea for a novel was conceptualized a little over three years ago. It involved a flying raccoon (named “Rocky”) and an evil overweight guy with plans of world domination via a gigantic vibrating drill that will burrow its way into the earth’s core and rescue the devil from eternal imprisonment. The drill is powered by the fat guy’s prisoners, doomed to run on treadmills for all eternity. I’ve dreamed of the story to end with gigantic explosions, flying squids, and cats jumping all over the place. And the novel will close with the raccoon riding into the sunset, surrounded by five bikini-clad hot women. And they’ll end up having an orgy. Awesome, right?

Sadly, I haven’t started on this story because whenever I start to tell people about my grand plans for this world-shattering epic, I get raised eyebrows and lots of “WTF?” along with “Whatever you’ve been smoking, Ade, you better not take it anymore.” Read the rest of this entry »

So the other day I got me a Last.fm account, mainly because I want to be cool and shit. Also, joining a 3-year old social network that everyone else is tired of is, well, how I roll. Shut up. Anyway, I wanted to prove to my friends how badass and awesome my musical taste is, so Last.fm would showcase my awesome indie playlist, full of Cloud Cult and other bands that you couldn’t even pronounce. Also some bands you haven’t heard of. (Because I made them up) Besides, a bassist like me should have a testimony of his coolness on the interwebs, somewhere. That could get me laid with an indie girl somewhere. And I could say I’m friends with John Lennon.

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So I realized I’ve been ranting too much on this blog. Well, if you did spend the morning commute with some schmuck’s armpit stuck to your face, you’d probably be ranting as much as I would first thing when you open up your blog, but that’s beside the point. You see, I’ve had a few recent complaints about the world that I haven’t blogged about lately, like humongous people (you know, people fatter than me) who block my way when I’m walking in a very narrow alleyway (also, I was late for work too), the girlfriend staying in Bryan Adams territory for a couple of weeks (TMB peeps: your company, with lots of beer to pass the time, is highly appreciated), or the drugstores that put their prettiest salesladies near the condom shelf, ensuing hilarity and judging, piercing stares when I go over and pick up one look at the display out of curiosity.

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So I’ve been tagged by Christine The Jew. So you know, I’m really not into answering memes, but I’m fighting off a flu and my brain’s totally not functioning, so yeah, I’ll do a big case of the lazy and answer that meme.

Basically, the premise is simple: Share the different names that different people call you.

• Adrian – this is what people who have known me since childhood (relatives, childhood friends, and Mang Loretto the tricycle driver) have called me.It’s on my frigging birth certificate, for crying out loud. How boring can my name get?
• Ade – For the last four or five years, people have been calling me Ade. Basically, I want a shortened version of “Adrian” without sounding like a certain sickness a certain retired basketball player named Magic Johnson has. Okay, so I have a short-ass nickname. Who would’ve thought that people would find different ways to pronounce it?
  • So I’ve been called “Eeeyyyyd”.
  • Also, I’ve been called “Ah-deh”. This usually makes me cringe.
  • And people also use “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYHD!!!” this usually involves moments of strong emotion, like when I run away with your food or something.

People also call me other names, and I go by: Read the rest of this entry »

Before we go on, let me reiterate: October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Yeah, I’m pretty sure you know that by now, judging from the sheer number of blog entries on the topic. Honestly, as much as I would want to reiterate how important it is to be aware of this particular type of cancer, I feel that the internet has said more than enough on the topic. However, I am very much a big fan of breasts (especially the 38B kind) that it’ll be a shame to see this turn into this. Also, those last two links aren’t worksafe but I have a nagging feeling that you’ve figured that out by now.

Anyway, I really can’t stress enough how important breasts are. I’m not gonna turn my blog pink for October or anything, but I’d want you guys to know how breasts can and will liven up your day and make you happy, extremely happy. Or at least make you hide in the bathroom for a few minutes while you er… do the thumbs up. Repeatedly. Yeah.

THUMBS UP!

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