coffee break

good bye.

i hope the person who found you, turned you off and decided to keep you, die from pancreatic cancer and skin asthma. there.

paperless society, that is the future. to stretch it further more, cash-less society, where everyone has a ‘credit-score’ and with a touch of a finger, dna verfication or retinal scan, you can ‘buy’ whatever you want. i have been an advocate of  saving mother earth to the point of obnoxious; stalking the office for people using dixie cups instead of the reusable porcelaine cups and castigating people who don’t print on both sides of the paper. i’m also an advocate of technology, to help save earth. i’ve been using onenote in taking notes during meetings and saving important bulletins, emailing instead of printing and reviewing documents online. all my meetings, my life, is a click away in outlook. my finances, bills, phone records, travel history is online, somewhere in a remote server. nuances i developed fueled by watching endless hours of documentaries in natgeo, al gore’s inspiring advocacy to the kyoto protocol and my innate love for the humpbacks.

but… i have, lately, grown to appreciate the importance of the organizer/journal. not the dear diary type, the one you use professionally. i’ve been lugging around my planner/journal in all my meetings, jotting down notes and putting in my calendar for the month, including my personal schedules. although outlook is a wonderful tool and it really helps you to organize your calendar, there is still something extra special  when you scribble on a piece of paper. writing it down instead of typing makes it more important, more special. maybe it’s the human factor; it’s more personal, more relatable, that you see your notes and things to do in something more accessible and warm compared to a laptop or pda. and writing it on a paper helps me think. supposedly there’s no difference typing and writing it, but for some freaky reason i think more when i write it down. even in the middle of writing, i think and come up with something, it may not be a stroke of genius but you’ll never know.

it may look hypocritical, lobbying around to save mother earth while consuming paper equaling to a 20th of a full grown tree plus toxic dyes  (ink). the least that i can do is to consciously  choose recycled papers and non-toxic materials. and there are a lot of choices out there! recycling, specifically recycled paper, is so in right now. i hope it’s because we are becoming more environmentally conscious in how we live. but for whatever reasons, we are using these recyclables and we are helping to save mother earth. so no moleskin for me unless they make one using recycled paper.

visit http://wearewhatwedo.org to learn how you can do your share to help this piece of rock we call home. here, here for lesser carbon footprint!

listening to:
Drive – Incubus : Drive

success! i finally dragged my lazy ass to go out. i attended mareng giles “18th” birthday last friday, invite via facebook. so chika, this is my 4th birthday invite this year via facebook. good thing that it was a company holiday, gym in the afternoon then party afterwards. well it’s unlike other birthday parties i’ve been to-read as endless binge drinking of alcohol with a side of draft beer. the only person i know there is the celebrant, and an online acquaintance that i’ve never met. i wasn’t even sure that j would be there. i figured since they are close friends, he’d be there. met new interesting people; i found out that i really can be in a place that i don’t know anyone and yet be comfortable with it. lots of foods, which i can’t eat. i did enjoy the barbeque and the peach absolut vodka. thanks giles! many more ‘”18th”s to come.

watchmen is supposedly the greatest graphic novel ever published. forgive me, in my honest opinion it should be wetworks by whilce portacio, 1-11. issue 12 onwards began to crap, whilce quit and storyline began to get boring and tired. so i trolley myself to the movie house, get a ticket and wait for 2 hours for the next screening just to find out how good is it. good thing there’s a cafe breton at midtown. i suggest that you try their mozzarella burger, it’s so tender and juicy and the best thing is that it’s grilled (i don’t do fried stuff anymore unless using olive oil). so here’s the lowdown. the start was boring, dragging even, trying to make the audience up to speed. the middle part picked up the slack with well developed characters, good effects, fantastic storytelling and dark plots and twist that will make a pinoy telenovela shy and childish thanks largely from the novel. the ending was expectedly unexpected, not giving the story away. definitely, deliciously dark, just the way i like my movie-deceptively good. one redeeming quality about the movie, dr. manhattan’s blue pututuy in all its glory. does the end justifies the means? does it?

on a different note, i forgot to tell you that i am on a strict diet, and that i change trainor. with my previous trainor, i gained a lot of muscle, bulked up to 155lbs. however the complication is that i’m having lower back problems. my new trainor had me on a very strict diet. for two weeks i was only eating 2 cans of century tuna in water, 6 egg whites, no salt, no carbs. near the end of the 2nd week, i almost fainted but lost 10lbs. i’m still in the same diet but with little carbs-a cup of brown rice or pasta. vanity is my favorite sin.

i guess i’ve grown up a little bit. i am no longer a slave to my shopping though i make impertinent purchases still. i have substituted an old vice with a new one and what better way to.

it’s not really a new one, but rather i stepped it up a notch; i am now gratifying my senses, my taste buds. my dad taught me that you haven’t lived your life if you deprive yourself of good eats. and i have been living my life pretty damn good. since i’ve declared a bar-ban, i have been spending time at home and eating out. i think i have covered 40% of the restaurants at morato and it’s my personal mission to experience all of morato’s culinary offerings. i love morato especially on a sunday, it’s very laid back with people who enjoys food less the crazy clubbing teens. well depends on the time, sometimes you get to dine with a whole family with their young children running around screaming. did you know that cafe breton has a branch in morato? it’s somewhat hidden and has a few clientelle. it’s not as busy as starbucks and seattle’s best, the way i like coffeeshops to be. the kind that gives you a homey and warm feeling, very relax and laid back. i like going there with friends and we do our catching up, or planning a trip or just kicking around.

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i’m getting into the groove of things. i have been training really hard to get my pro-yogi build. i need to get re-certified as an iyengar yoga instructor. i had my certification when i was in india 2005, i needed to have 300 hours of classes; that’s like 200 sessions. right after, i had my certification as an ashtanga yoga instructor at istanbul 2006. i like ashtanga better that i only practiced it rather than iyengar. and now, my iyengar sucks so i’m planning to get recertification. the problem is i’m still doing ashtanga at the ashtanga center at emerald avenue and the iyengar center is in makati, which is too far from me. crossing fingers, i will be able to have a month long vacation end of this year to visit mom in florida and do some serious iyengar training there. i already inquired at iyengar institute at san francisco for certification. hopefully i can start teaching yoga again.

listening to:
Real Love – Lisa Stansfield: Change

once in a while bette midler strikes gold with her performances. here’s one of her brilliant performance, and a personal favorite, as rose from the movie gypsy.

happy weekend everyone! and remember, it’s never too late to love you!