valentines...

What are metal dreams?

It's been some time since I last made an entry. I've been busy lately with a project for work that requires my writing skills. After labouring for hours, I've barely any creative juices left for my blog. Unfortunately, my camera is not with me. So there's no slideshow this time.

Good news... we have a windows media maker at work. Yipee. I could make slideshows now of my photos from work and shit like that. I think I've to make one of my family (not genetic). I haven't seen them in a while and I miss them terribly. Sigh.

Valentine Week... I had two dates (if you consider the other one a date per se) that week. One of them was for the actual valentine night and the other was booked last Friday. Date 1 was with a friend I've known for sometime. Date 2 was a speed dating event sponsored by Global Exchange which is sending one of my c0-workers to England. Apart from taking a hot friend away from eligible men, I also have a soft spot for the organization since they hold the Bike-Aid for mountain bikers (of which momma is an aficionado).

DATE 1 - The date started late since I get off at work at 9:00pm. We agreed to meet at Shangri-la for two reasons: it's posh and it's accesible from my place of work. Since there aren't any clients, the head of the company sent us home a good thirty minutes before 9:00pm. Yikes. I was trying to make my co-workers walk slower but they all have longer limbs than I do. Besides, I was wearing one of the shortest non-slutty skirts I own. There was no way I'd be running up the side-walk in that (I was also wearing golden heels with snake skin detial). As I walked towards Shangri-la, my date called in to tell me that he was already at Starbucks. Thank goodness.

Under the threat of throwing a fit, my date agreed to watch "Ghost Rider" that night. To kill time, we had Starbucks and I had ciggies. The movie was uhm shallow (for lack of a better term). Johnny's chopper looked wicked in all sense. I'd love to ride that one day although I've no doubt that it would be a bit heavy for me. Nah. I can take it on. Eva Mendez' hooters nearly took the show away from Nicholas Cage's fake hair. But really the jaw-dropping scene was not caused by the special effects, but by the bugger's six pack in one of his post-shower scenes. Awesome. That single scene made the movie for me. Wow. Praise be Nicholas Cage!

We went to Tomas Morato for really late or really early snacks in Gloria Jean's where I chowed half a sandwhich. Afterwards, we walked over to nearby Aruba, where we saw the sexy Ms. Jean Garcia surrounded by her passe. The bar was great but I do not dig 80s. We moved to Pier One where I was greeted by Viva Hot Men Paulo Serrano (a high school classmate) clad in yellow. He was asking if the date was my boyfriend, but I said no. Yes, I should've inflated the said date's ego and agreed that he was my boyfriend. Sorry, I was already tipsy and didn't think straight.

When I was starting get smashed, the date took me home to his apartment to "give me his present". Early on in the evening, I was teasing him for his lack of flowers. It's valentines for goodness sakes! Where are my bloody flowers!!! No not really. I was nice. But I did mind a bit. When we got to his apartment, he gave me not just one long stemmed red rose, but five pieces of chocolates and a new comfy animal! It's a white whale whom I christened Ishmael or Ishy. Then I went home. Really.

DATE 2 - The speed dating thing started out flat and ended flat. I met a few boys. None of them were bikers. So, I didn't like any of them. Damn. Is that bloody difficult to meet geek bikers around here?! ARGH!

There was human bingo, the question and answer portion, and musical chairs thing. There was funny bone as well. Something or another. There was a bugger who kept following me. He took me back to the apartment. He got a hug from me, but he wanted a kiss. So I sent him out of the door. Who does the bugger think he is?!

We texted the next day but it ended there. I don't care really.

The best thing about that night was that I kept lugging beer that my co-worker paid for. haha

Belated Happy Valentines