Saturday, July 16, 2005

Forget Paris.

You would too, if you're stuck somewhere else... somewhere far, far away...

But no matter. It's just a fifty minute ride back home, aboard airships commonly held up and delayed. Which is good, really, 'coz it makes me feel hokeydokey even as I break a few, err, minor *cough* *cough* rules. Something like this for example, wehe:


What, me worry? 

Naturally, I won't recommend anyone attempting this on a Cebu-Pacific (and most especially with, que horror, an Asian Spirit) flight. Studies show that rubber decomposes easily when exposed to the slightest of radio signals (which your cell is a good source of, unless one of its keys has รท painted on it). With planes held up by spit and peppermint gum, bringing your camfone along would be one temptation Fate wouldn't be able to pass up!

So play it smart. Roam the globe.

Forget Paris. I'll take Manila anytime.