i'm 50 lbs heavier (all the sleeping and all the chocolates), i'm addicted to the beckhams, i haven't been out of mom's house since i got in five days ago, and i am not taking calls from anybody (i just didn't want to talk).
until this morning.
friend: so, will i see you next week at the opening of the 14th congress?
me: (silence)
friend: g.h? g.h.? hello?
me: dude i'm here. i ... don't think i'll see you on monday.. i mean.. well at least not yet on monday...
friend: oh, bakit? aren't you suppose to be at _______ by monday?
me: pare, i took severe beating from that office last week. you're lucky i'm starting to talk to people again.
friend: don't be melodramatic. come on, quit screwing around. ayaw mo lang manlibre eh.
me: dude, i'm not kidding.
friend: g.h., i know you. remember that time you said you're already about 200lbs, and the aides went around looking for someone who's 200lbs at the penn lobby?
me: hay naku, i wish it's the same this time. but dude, this is like, REAAALLL as real as nicole richie's pregnancy.
friend: how can i help you?
me: sabihin mo sa dad mo to appoint me his chief of staff. or your brother's.
friend: haha. gusto mo? since 2005 we've been talking about this. ikaw naman itong urong sulong.
me: i don't know pare... i have to go thru hell and high water pa to get that freaking post. haaay...
friend: wait, kilala ka naman ng mga brods di ba? they can help you there.
me: you haven't been reading my blog, have you?
friend: umm... no, i don't have time to read blogs eh.
me: hay naku, that blog is for my friends pa naman. you know to tell them how i am, in case i only see them once every five, ten years. you should check my blog. pimp it to the whole wide universe. i write about my friends there. i think i'll be posting this conversation that we're having now.
friend: haha. why don't we just meet before monday?
me: i'm not sure eh. i have a coupla things to do when i get back to manila.
friend: kala ko ba you're out of job. how come you have a coupla things to do?
me: you know, i have appointments with my counselor, mentor, spiritual adviser. then shopping, plus plus plus, i have to be groomed. i need grooming before saturday. sunday i have charity work.
friend: grooming? are you a dog now?
me: no, i'm a hairy gorilla.
g & G(gizmo and G.H. )
we need salon sponsors.
we need grooming.
we need grooming.
friend: so, when will i see you?
me: i don't know. basta, i'll give you a call. or text. or YM. or smoke sign. whatever.
friend: all right. you take care. i'll talk to my dad and brother. if you're writing about this conversation, make sure you get it right. i hate being misquoted.
me: ako pa? thanks dude. bye.
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