Bionic Teapot

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=34_qvfh3X7c

Teka lang. Bakit kayo galit kay Teri Hatcher? Ginagawa lang niya ang trabaho niya. Kung mayroon kayong dapat kainisan, yung mga nagsulat ng script dapat, 'di ba?

Gusto ninyo ng public apology for racism? Eh sandali. Kung mayroong racist dito, tayo 'yon, hindi sila. Tayo ang mayroong nalalamang, "mababahong Bumbay," "bobong Amerikano," "manyak na Hapon," "Intsik na nangangain ng bata," "mamamatay tao/magnanakaw na Negro," "baduy na Mexicano," at marami pang iba. Bakit mas may karapatan tayong maging racist? Kasi mahirap tayo? Kasi tayo ang kawawa?

Kung pipirma man tayo sa petition, dapat para sa reputasyon ng mga doktor na Pinoy sa US na masisira dahil sa isang pagkakamali ng scriptwriters. Ang isipin natin yung mangyayari sa mga Pinoy na nasa US ngayon, at sa mga kasalukuyang nagsasanay dito para makapunta doon. Kung nagagalit kayo dahil nasaktan ang pride ninyo, kayong mga TNT at kayong mga nangangarap na tumira sa US para makakangkang ng puting mukhang mayaman, mahiya kayo sa kulangot ninyo.

Get Your Monster Name



Get Your Sexy Name

Honestly. Quit romanticizing that you're in a bell jar. That just goes to show that you've never been in one.

I'd like to think businesses I pimp suddenly get good luck on their side. Please do not read this entry if you are not fond of shameless plugging (even though the businesses I'm plugging aren't mine).

( Nuni is teh pimpcess! )

Believe me, once I start a business that you can actually go to without any trouble, I will pimp it like there's no tomorrow. Fortunately for me and the people I'm working with, that's coming very soon. :D

Enrollment.

Me: Ms. Gracie has a message for you.
Leigh: *raise eyebrows and flare nostrils* Wala. Akong. Pakialam.
Me: You know what? Neither do I. Really.

Leigh, darling Academic Department secretary/receptionist. I know you hate enrollment and your job and Ms. Gracie as your boss. Believe me, I hate enrollment as much if not more than you do, I would hate the job that you landed, and I would hate your boss, too. But bitch, seriously, don't make me hate you. Thanks.

</post-enrollment bitching>

In other news, Nuni's Coffee has been running for an entire month now. I made more sales than usual today. So nevermind the hassle of enrollment week and basically fucking up my final exams yesterday. It's still a great day, and it pleases me that I started and ended August quite nicely.

Good wee morning!

Pretty find. I don't wear this kind of stuff often, but maaaaan, these are so pretty!





Aren't they gorgeous? They make me wish I didn't sleep through Home Eco/Work Ed when we discussed beading. Even if I didn't, I'd probably have absolutely no patience to make insane stuff like that calla lily necklace. So. It's either I find someone with enough willpower to make jewelry like this, or someone else who wants to order from Millions and More so I wouldn't have to spend $1,000 on a crapload of jewelry just to get these two pieces together worth about $160.

And now for something completely different.



Food porn brought to you by La Tartine Gourmande.

This is our feedback on the quality of your facilities.

Dad: Red, how do you say 'bathroom' in Tagalog?
Red: BARADO.

Sincerely,

Meneses family

Stolen from angelthorn

Your Score: Myrna Loy
You scored 23% grit, 38% wit, 23% flair, and 30% class!



You are class itself, the calm, confident "perfect woman." Men turn and look at you admiringly as you walk down the street, and even your rivals have a grudging respect for you. You always know the right thing to say, do and, of course, wear. You can take charge of a situation when things get out of hand, and you're a great help to your partner even if they don't immediately see or know it. You are one classy dame. Your screen partners include William Powell and Cary Grant, you little simmerpot, you.

Find out what kind of classic leading man you'd make by taking the
Classic Leading Man Test.

The Classic Dames Test written by gidgetgoes on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

But I didn't know I was this bad.

( Movie meme )

In other news, my laptop screen is blinking. It refuses to cooperate in hot weather, so I have to put my a/c on full blast just for my laptop to quit flickering. And since the school's a/c isn't on full blast, it doesn't like it. I'll have it checked one of these days.

So for this entry I will write everything in centered single lines.
Like I'm writing a poem.
And I'll pretend people are more interested in my paintings than the photos I post on my blog.
As if I have paintings.

I have three cousins who sell stuff on Multiply.
For this entry I will pimp only one.


Sweet Tooth Bracelet.


Strawberry Biscuit Earrings.


Sushi Pendants.

My cousin makes all this from polymer clay.
Yes, she makes them herself.
I'm not too much into polymer clay pendants, but her stuff is always fun to look at.
Check her out here.

This one-line thing is tiring.
But at least I'm not too annoyed anymore.
I guess I'm the only one who gets annoyed at how she writes her stuff.
Because really, this is tiring to type.
And I guess it's tiring to read, too.

But what the heck, I love her blog, anyways.
I love the images.
And it's loads more tolerable than the shit you see on some Friendster profiles.

Maybe on another entry, I'll use multiple punctuation lines to end my sentences......................................................