But there is such a thing as Floi.

Tangina. I'm bored!

Excuse my French; the word is my best form of expressing excessive emotion.

Tangina.

I have a gazillion things to blog about. I can blog about my birthday leave which I spent at LB, or my near-coital experience, or my three-year boy-friend who wants to be my boyfriend, or the doctor who wants to give me an IE [internal examination], or the stripper at Venue, or the newly-indoctrinated brod who strongly resembles the puppet Arn-Arn, or the surprise birthday party for me this coming Saturday at 65B which isn't much of a surprise anymore, or my new shawl from Baguio courtesy of Dumz.

Instead, all I can say in this post is tangina.

There's something missing. Amidst my eventful life, I still feel like nothing is actually happening.

Tangina.


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*.* as if! @ 2:07:00 PM • • RBJ