sorry for the lack of updates. i've been diagnosed with a severe case of internet withdrawal syndrome by my psychiatrist. i'm taking my medications religiously.

woosah, woosah....

being a fan of "sword & sorcery" genre, it's no surprise that i'm greatly enamoured with the lord of the rings. i've read the books, watched the dvd's, and played the pc games, over and over again.

however, i grew tired of it all, as expected. the dvd's either collect dust in a cabinet somewhere, or simply won't play anymore because of overuse; the games got boring; the books are left to rot (tolkien's writing style isn't exactly an easy read, in my opinion); and i gave up the idea that i'm an elf in my previous life, too.

i'm crossing my fingers on narnia and brothers grimm, but i feel they're not in the same league as lotr. harry potter doesn't fill the void either, as i'm not as much a fan of potter as i am of lotr. so where do we go from here, fantasy-wise?

well, while aimlessly wandering around powerbooks, i bumped into a copy of silmarilion.

now wouldn't that be a good prequel to the trilogy? we get to know about the history of middle-earth, about the characters whose names we can't even hope to pronounce, about the alliance of elves and men, and about...well, practically everything. now we don't have to read the books or watch the movies and say, "what the, who on (middle) earth is luthien?".

mr. jackson should give it a thought. regardless of how king kong fares, i think a movie adaption of silmarillion is a win-win case.

i don't know. it's free to dream, right?

yes, the title says it all.

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what's up with this weather? 'nuff said.

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aren't these shampoo commercials the worst ever or what? you know what i'm talking about. balik bounce, instant ayos, sumusunod sa galaw? yeah, those commercials. they're not exactly music to the ears. these commercials do nothing but defile the already less-desirable local networks. that's why i tend to stick with etc, jacktv, axn and starworld more: no stupid bubblegum-pop commercials with irritating lyrics that bring nothing but earwax to my ears.

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1GB inbox? where were they when i collected emails like crazy? oh well, who's complaining?

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i can't fathom for the life of me how these forwarded messages/chain letters that litter all over internet still manage to fool people. they're in friendster, yahoo messenger, in your email inbox, in your cellphone, everywhere!

and some of them are so stupid i can't help but laugh:

"pass the word 'god you're so nice' to 20 of your friends in yahoo messenger...or one of your love ones will die". wow, how nice of god!

then there's:

"friendster is full. pass this to <insert number here>. otherwise all your friends and testimonials will be deleted". yeah, i heard my bank is closing too...

and the dumbest one, which my girlfriend—of all people—fell victim to:

"hi, i'm <insert name here>. i have one eye, no ears, and i'm dead. pass this text message to 15 people or i'll appear at your bedside at 1am". wow, i didn't know ghosts had cellphones.

don't people realize that these are pranks? and that by falling into these pranks, some idiot behind a computer (or a cellphone) who started it all is getting a kick out of playing a fool out of them all?

the "ghost texter" prank especially got me furious because my girlfriend was fooled into spending P15 worth of load for nothing.

me: you do realize that you've been "punk'd", right?
girlfriend: i don't know, i just want to be cautious. i don't want a ghost by my bed at 1am.
me: it's already 2 in the morning. we were in starbucks at 1am...

statue of liberty's on ebay guys. why don't y'all make a bid...

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i didn't know my site looks screwed up if you use mozilla. well, if you love me long time, you'll use internet explorer!

listening to: a perfect cirlce - judith

the need for a new look + incessant craving for japanese food all day = new layout. i'm not satisfied overall, but heck, i was not with previous one either.

minor tweaks still due but too sleepy. will...do...it...sometime...*zzz*

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tempura. @#$%^&*!


listening to: nirvana - aneurysm

been very busy (or lazy, your pick) lately, which explains the lack of updates. besides, there's nothing close to being worthwhile for me to rant about, so yeah...

• stroll and take pictures
• internet
• watch tv/dvd's

• uhm, sleep?
• a bottle of beer and/or cigarettes
• music
• a good read
• a fulfilling meal
• transferring all the stress and anxiety to my girlfriend

tag 5 friends and ask them to post it in theirs

• dana
• lainnir
• jojie
• krizzy
• you

now, the original curse was 7 years of boils and leprosy, and the agony of having kris aquino's voice inside your head to drive you nuts. while i don't really know if i have the power to change the rules or anything, let me increase the severity of the curse anyway:

forget the boils and leprosy part. and yes, even the kris aquino part. the curse, if you break the trend, will be the infliction of the geoff-eigenmann-speech-impediment disease.

you've been warned. har har...



listening to: the ramones - i wanna be sedated

and for final jeopardy: you know you're screwed if...

a) you're broke
b) it's your girlfriend's birthday
c) she wants a $350 technomarine watch as a present
d) all of the above?

edit: i have uploaded the (larger) ayala rally pictures to my flickr account, by the way. you can view them here (under the manila folder).

yeah, i thought so. no one.

don't even say noli. don't even think about saying susan hind-ko-tinatanggap-ang-sorry-mo roces. please, now. i was dead-drunk last weekend and i still feel the lingering effects of the hangover five days later. i might hurl a chair at you. so please...

no, i don't advocate gma's resignation or impeachment (as much as i loathe hearing her voice on tv). not when we have kabayan as the successor. or mrs poe as the next cory aquino should there be a snap election (god forbid). and who says susan roces is not interested in politics? yeah, and pigs could fly.

she's no mother teresa but she's the best option that we have, garci or no garci.

so there you go...pick your poison.

however, as much as i'm willing to give gma's election fiasco a pass, i won't be as quick to dismiss the jueteng allegations of her kin. who the hell makes the "sacrifice" (if that's what they call it) of leaving the country when they're under scrutiny for jueteng involvement? that's called "running like a fugitive". sacrifice my ass.

anyway, i was in yesterday's ayala rally as suggested by the pictures. no, i wasn't there to shout gloria, gloria ibaba. i was there since i felt it's an event that needs documentation. i was too young to remember edsa 1, so i wasn't going to let this pass. with that said...

getting there was a major pain, since all of ayala from makati avenue till way past paseo de roxas was full. i've never seen seen a bigger multitude in my life. shredded papers were also falling like snow from the high-rise buildings.

oh well. some people just think politics can be changed like flipping channels.

listening to: taking back sunday - cute without the E

here are more movies i've seen recently:

WAR OF THE WORLDS: while the CG is nothing short of stunning (it makes independence day look like fairy tale), i find the storyline and character development subpar. spielberg never really took the time to get the characters introduced to the audience, and goes straight to business (which, as we all know, is the extermination of humans). perhaps it really is how the story went in the book (never got to read it so i can't really comment), so, ermm, i don't know.

who the aliens were, why they attacked, and how their ships somehow ended up underground weren't really properly documented. it was only speculated by the characters that the ships were probably buried deep underground long before men walked the earth, waiting for time to be ripe to attack. the narrator did say, though, that the invaders envied the human race (or so i heard), which explains why the need for human annihilation.

however, what really stands out are not the gigantic alien ships on three legs (who turn everything in its path into ashes, must i add) but the miniscule (compared to the alien invaders at least) freakshow wunderkind otherwise known as dakota fanning. images of her, eyes wide in terror and all, just creeps the hell the out of me. add to that a good dosage of her blood-curdling screams and it's sure to keep you terrified long after you'e exited the cinemas. she sure knows how to act, i tell you. can anyone say i am sam?

FANTASTIC FOUR: this movie on the other hand is anything but fantastic. yes, the effects are great, but a movie is naught if it has  nothing to boast of but effects alone.

ever since the blockbuster known as spiderman hit the theaters, hollywood has been greatly enamoured with comic book heroes but has continually failed to duplicate the success, and has, more often than not, created flops and big-time busts with their subsequent films. has anyone forgotten the hulk?

they even went mainstream by going with some big-name stars like ben afleck and jeniffer garner in daredevil. ugh, we all know how that went. and how about the punisher? ha! need i say more?

fantastic four also falls in the same category. although it looked very promising in the trailers (and don't they all?) i know it will never be good enough because from her on, spiderman will always be the measuring stick. the one to set the bar.

i felt the story delved too much in trying to explain how the heroes gained their powers, just as they did in spiderman (but then again, fantastic four is no spiderman!). i'm not really familiar with the story of fantastic four, but geez, cosmic radation from space gave them their special powers? looks like the writer lacks creativity, big time.

yes, lacks creativity. how else can something from space turn someone into a walking gravel? or someone who can stretch any part of his own body to his own liking? or someone who can render herself invisible? or someone who can wield fire, be wrapped in flames and be impervious to ridiculously high temperature? wow, someone send me to space then, please.

but as always, i find something positive from a lousy film. and this time, it's chris evans, who played human torch. the guy is funny as hell. think ryan reynolds in blade trinity.

lastly, i want to add king kong to the list of movies the i want to see (refer to june 25 post). i've seen the trailer and looks like the real deal. and why wouldn't it be? it's directed by none other than peter jackson. don't say you don't know him...

listening to: dream theater - pull me under

i always wake up on the wrong side of bed every sunday, although literally the other side of my bed is against the wall. why is that? because armageddon takes place in our quiet little neighborhood every sunday.

my family has a born-again school/church as tenants, and this time of the week (and saturday nights too, occassionally) they would rattle the whole neighborhood with loud church music amplified by microphones, electric guitars and drums. they would sing for hours, non-stop, without any regard to whether their neighbors are still in deep, peaceful slumber. it makes me wonder at times if those guys bled rock n' roll in their younger days.

don't get me wrong: i don't disrespect their desire for sunday worship, or of any other religion for that matter. it's just that i (as well as many others in my neighborhood) don't appreciate the manner by which they do it.

i can't seem to comprehend, for the life of me, how they--of all people--could possibly disregard other people's desire to have a quiet, peaceful sunday morning. when i was working on graveyard shift, i found it utterly impossible to sleep soundly after coming home from work. who wouldn't, if they had their room facing the born-again version of ozzfest. i kid you not.

and pray, tell me, didn't God himself long for peace and rest on the 7th day?

if only i had some earplugs (although having one wouldn't be of much help, i'm afraid). oh well, i guess a little serenity on sundays is too much too ask.

here's to me not popping a vein in my forehead tomorrow morning.

listening to: alice in chains - would