Last night 2 of my officemates and I went to a videoke place. Since there were only three of us, we were able to sing as much as wanted. I think we finished 40 tokens between the three of us. We ordered a bucket of San Mig Light. I realized that I can now consume two bottles even without “pulutan” to take away the taste of beer. Usually, I can only drink beer if there are also plenty of nuts and junkfood to eat after every sip. I also realized that two bottles are enough for me to feel the buzz but still remain sane. My friends inducted to me eating frogs. They ordered a dish of cooked frog. The dish was fried then cooked in soysauce and some chili. It did taste like chicken and you can’t really tell it’s a frog from the appearance since they don’t include the head. I guess it was time to be a little adventurous with my palate. While we were winding down from the singing and were eating the dish, Nellie quipped “What if this were my Prince Charming? Then he and I would never meet?” I replied, “You’re supposed to kiss it, not eat it.” Hehe. We were really in high spirits. It was only when I got home that I felt somewhat dizzy. Good thing it was not a very long commute.
I went to church to attend mass but when I got there I was told that there was no 12:15nn mass on Saturdays. The website was wrong then. So I decided to have a pedicure. After the pedicure, I once again braved the intense heat of the midday sun. I bought some mangoes and decided to take a tricycle instead of the jeepney because I did not want to walk because I felt drained by the heat. Also, I didn’t want to hazard my newly painted toes. When I got in the tricycle, I almost fell because I sat on a wooden plank that was used as an extension instead of the seat. I sat there and waited but the driver did not come. I was surprised because usually it does not take long before the driver turns on the engine. I discovered that the driver was missing and I was asked to transfer to another trike. The dispatcher told me that the driver was defecating. Well, I guess even drivers suffer bowel problems while on the job. Who doesnt?
