You break my heart, I break your leg. Deal?

Number 3

2010-10-25T21:45:00.000-07:00

The universe smiled last night. Right after my last post, my phone rang. It was Number 3. We spoke until we both ran out of juice. Or, at least, I did, He, on the other hand, was interrupted by his past. Something I am taking lightly since we barely know each other. As much as the jaguar in me wanted to pounce, I held back and hoped for the best. After we disconnected, minutes before I decided

You do not need to read this

2010-10-25T06:00:00.000-07:00

This shouldn't come as a surprise. I figured, once in a while, dropping by this empty void called my blog brings wonders. And since I do not have followers (yet), I expect to, at least be able to unload here, however, sooner or later, I know someone will find this and know this is mine so I shall remain as cryptic as I can. I know only a few people who will understand whatever the heck Im writing

Thinking of setting up a restaurant?

2010-06-29T09:47:00.000-07:00

Culinary advice from experts.

Rubbishing

2005-01-12T13:15:00.000-08:00

Most of this is just rubbish. I mean, what kind of stories do you get from someone who has been literally staying in one place for the longest time. I eat, sleep, laugh, watch movies, talk to friends, mingle with my family, and just recently, fainted, where I work. Its been like this for eight months ever since I was given a chance to put up my own business. My work has consumed me. I am now

Solace

2003-03-10T01:08:00.000-08:00

I have always wondered what people see in journaling. The task itself is both emotionally and physically taxing; pouring out ones daily sentiments on a fancy notebook (or in this case, a webblog) and carefully choosing the words that would best describe a particular emotion so as not to confuse oneself later. Some go to great lengths in claming its therapeutic effect rather than simply admitting