Pfft. If there’s even so much as a drizzle in the evening, cab drivers around the city start to act like they’re the last ride out of hell. And they get away with it because there’s very little way to police the kind of douchebaggery they unleash upon passengers. It’s aggravating. Robots, anyone?

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Allow me to admit up front that I’m nitpicking here. Have you seen the new Cybershot TV commercial? The one with the hyper-feminine girl and the French(?) song. The particular camera model is shock-proof, see, and Sony decides to illustrate that this way: the girl is trying to take a photo of a juggler, a wayward ball hits the camera, camera falls to the ground–good thing it’s shock-proof.

It’s fine, right? Except…

I WOULD LIKE TO MEET SOMEONE WHO IS ACTUALLY DUMB ENOUGH TO HOLD A CAMERA LIKE THIS.

Here’s from another Cybershot commercial. I know they’re just trying to make it seem all romantic and pretty and feminine and shit, but you know what, it’s possible to be romantic and pretty and feminine without being A COMPLETE MORON.

Because seriously, anyone who is enough of a bimbo to hold a camera with two fingers ought to be pummeled upside the head with it.

I’d been meaning to do this for a few days now but I’ve been totally swamped. But today I was finally able to get caught up on my work assignments, and I don’t know how else to celebrate. :’D

So here are photos of some of my favorite Spaniards (in order of whom I find most attractive, LOLOLOL). I do not own these photos, btw, just found them around the internets.

Oh, and–you’re welcome. :D

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Out with it: even if Spain doesn’t win the finals, I’ve become more of a fan of theirs than of Argentina. It isn’t too easy to admire Argentina after that dismal display against Germany, where they seemed to lack not just technique but also heart.

This may be horribly biased because Messi is my favorite, but I think one of the reasons Messi couldn’t shine within the Argentinian team is that they couldn’t give him enough to work with. In Barca, Messi had incredibly smart players like Xavi and Andres Iniesta working with him. Argentina doesn’t have midfielders of the same caliber, and for the most part they had trouble even getting the ball to him.

As for the Spanish national team, these past games have shown just how smart they were as a team. They’ve survived even though Fernando Torres has yet to remember how to play football (he has an excuse, he’s still not in top form after his injury). I’ve already said enough in praise of Villa and Casillas, but again, Xavi and Iniesta are among the world’s finest. Then there’s Ramos, who I don’t even want to like because he plays kind of dirty, but I love the guy’s fire and fighting spirit, especially after that match against Paraguay, in which he kept on playing after taking a boot to the face and getting a bloody head.

And for the sake of non-football fans who don’t care about all that *points up*, here are photos (unceremoniously snatched from the FIFA website) of the Spanish national team being their silly, lovable selves. :D

David Villa scored a goal and now he’s running away from Sex Cesc Fabregas, who looks like he really, really wants to hug him.

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I host my site with Philhosting.net and I must say it is The. Absolute. Worst. Thursday night I tried to log in to WP admin, just to be redirected to a frigging 404 page, because my site was down. When I tried to log in via FTP, the directory listing was displayed as EMPTY. I wanted to try their Live Support chat but of course it was offline–IT USUALLY IS–from that night all the way until yesterday afternoon (you’d think they’d have the decency to be online during fucking office hours, but no). The service wasn’t restored until Friday night, and the support ticket that I sent in with my complaint went unanswered, naturally. And there was another hours-long episode of downtime just weeks ago.

Long story short, if you ever need a web host, do NOT go with Philhosting.net.

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It turns out we might to have to bring our mother in for her angioplasty earlier than we expected, since the doctor advised us not to wait any longer than a month. I’m glad there’s five of us siblings to get through these things. It could be a tough couple of months that we’re looking at, but I think we’ll be ok.

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I’ve developed a bad habit of watching a lot of gory forensic stuff (does anyone else watch Bones? It’s brilliant.) and then having trouble sleeping at night. As it is with me, I have no problem watching the damn things, but when it’s time to sleep the mental images fuel my imagination, and that’s when I get spooked. And it’s not even the images of decaying and dismembered bodies (click here for creepy photo of decomp! LOLOLOL) that really freak me out–apparently I’m not an overly squeamish person–but the brutal methods of killing. It definitely makes a little harder to use the bathroom in the middle of the night. XD

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Next blog entry is about football. I said I’d try to quit blogging about football but I take it back–I’m a bit stressed so I’m holding on to whatever welcome distraction I can get.  LOL

What a night. I’m still disappointed about Argentina losing spectacularly to Germany, although to be honest I think I would have been more distraught if it had been a close match. (Say, penalty-shootout close, like how Japan and Ghana went out–that would have hurt bad.) As it was, Germany totally mopped the floor with the Argentinian team. It was horrendous to watch. I don’t understand why Maradona didn’t bring in his more experienced players even as his main men were buckling under the pressure. Of course, esto es agua pasada.

And this doesn’t change the fact that Messi is my favorite, of course. I just like him better in Barça now. LOL

Speaking of which–SPAIN WON! :D David Villa [Villa Villa, Villa Maravilla!!!] again with the only goal of the match, thanks to a GENIUS set up by Andres Iniesta. But this match has me falling ever more in love with Iker Casillas, who was again incredible, you’d think there were two or three of him guarding the goal. He’s got to the best goalkeeper of this tournament.

He also happens to be really good-looking. As a bonus.

So in the end I still have Spain as a reason to keep watching the World Cup. On one last football-related note: I’m amused, David Villa totally looks like the vocalist from this Spanish band I like, El Canto del Loco.

Separated at birth? Same person with variations in facial hair? XD

I’ll try to cut down on the football-related blogging from hereon out.

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I kind of can’t stand it when people apologize for something that they said, claiming that they “didn’t mean anything” by it. If you didn’t mean anything, you wouldn’t have said anything.

Related matter:  I’m trimming my online contacts mostly to people I’ve met in real life. I’d thought to do so earlier–although for a somewhat different reason–and I’ve been told that it’s better this way anyhow. All I can say is: HURF DURF.

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I think I might have an ulcer coming on. I hope not, but I wouldn’t be too surprised either–my sleeping habits have been horrid and consequently my eating habits too, for instance I stay up so late that I end up sleeping through breakfast. Or worse, I stay up all night, have breakfast then wade drowsily back into my room by 10AM then sleep through lunch and snacktime, waking up at 4PM feeling dehydrated. I know I need to make a serious commitment to change this, because at this rate I’ll be having serious memory gaps by the time I’m 30.  -_-;

I  should have to AM GOING TO make a few things happen this week.

Over a week without updates. Lazy blogger, tsk.

Anyway, this should explain part of it:

It's safe to say that I like Lionel Messi.

LOL hooray for replicas. :D The Barça jersey fits ok but the Argentina ones are big for me so I might get them altered–maybe. The white Messi t-shirt was the first Adidas anything I’d ever bought for myself. It’s really comfortable–so comfortable that I didn’t hesitate to buy

:D It was finally back in stock (in small) a couple of days ago, just in time for the Spain vs. Portgual match, which I watched with bated breath, literally.

And while ambling randomly around Landmark I found this adorable keychain–and it was just Php15!!! I was floored when I saw the price. :D

Cesc Fabregas isn’t my favorite or anything (although he is handsome LOL) but they only had one kind for each country, and only three or four countries, no Argentina. (Similar frustration: they had football-shaped keychains with club emblems, but no Barcelona. Pfft.) Anyway, at least Fabregas is #10.

Last night I was trying to fall asleep when I realized that I’d memorized Spain’s tactical lineup, LOLWUT. And with David Villa playing for Barcelona next season I think I’ll be watching club football after the WC. Messi and Villa in the same team OMG.

My top five: Messi, David Villa, Iker Casillas (who was ridiculously good in that last match), Xavi, and Kaká. I’d go, “Who’s yours?” but I think most of my readers aren’t into football. (Prove me wrong? Gwahahahaha.)

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I’ve been really scatterbrained lately–yes, even more than usual. Between the World Cup and a blasted writer’s block that’s been grinding me down for the past two years weeks, I haven’t gotten much sleep. But it’s nothing the usual caffeine jolt can’t fix–although I’m getting ventis now, which worries me a bit *shakes*– so as long as I have enough caffeine in my bloodstream I’M FINE. :D Right? Right? *palpitates* WHO ARE YOU CALLING JITTERY?

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Joke going around on Twitter:

Cristiano Ronaldo : Dios me envio a la tierra para enseñar a jugar futbol.  (God sent me to earth to show people how to play football.)
Messi: Yo nunca envié a nadie.  (I never sent anyone.)

If you know me personally or even though Facebook, you’d know that I’ve been nothing but football these past few weeks, investing a tremendous amount of emotion into rooting for my favorite, Argentina, and my second pick, Spain. Of course, I don’t want my obsession to completely alienate anyone, so here–for the sake of people who are not into the sport–I’ll shut up and just post photos of extremely hot men.

Who just so happen to be football players. :D

(Of course, if you are a dude who is not into the sport, and not into looking at pictures of beautiful men, then I HAVE NOTHING TO OFFER YOU HERE. Shoo.)

Just because I need a teaser to go before the jump: let’s start with…
David Villa

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Let me just say right off the bat that if you came here looking for cosplay pics, there aren’t any here. (more…)

I was a huge fan of Panic at the Disco around two years ago. I started liking them right in between their first and second albums, and just in time for me to blow money on a concert ticket just so I could stand in the midst of hoodie-clad tweens, most likely virgins, who still found it exciting and risque whenever Brendon Urie yelped “Faster! Faster!” in the song “Lying is the Most Fun”. You could tell from the way they yelped along.

But sometime last year the band split up due to creative differences, with Urie and Spencer Smith staying as Panic! at the Disco (and putting that godforsaken exclamation point back in, for heaven knows what reason), and Ryan Ross and Jon Walker finding three other guys and forming The Young Veins. The two acts have since each put out their own music: P!aTD’s “New Perspective”, from the film Jennifer’s Body, and The Young Veins’ album Take a Vacation. (more…)

I like boots.

I’ve been wearing them for years; I have two pairs that I usually wear, both hand-me-downs from my sister in Japan. This is the one I use most often:

As you can see, they’re neither outlandish nor impractical since they only come up to a few inches past my ankles. (I have a knee-high green leather pair, also from my sister, that I never wear; I draw the line at some things, besides, it’s a tropical country.) But at the mall these ones still get odd stares from people, and sometimes even remarks and giggles when I walk past. It doesn’t actually bother me, but I do find it a bit… I don’t know, retarded? :’D  I mean, apart from the fact that they’re boots, which not too many people wear, there’s nothing remarkable about them.

But the thing that baffles me, is how people would find great interest in me plain ol’ scruffy footwear, and yet seem to have absolutely no problem with this big-ass billboard of Derek Ramsay wearing LEGGINGS UNDERNEATH DENIM SHORTS. :D

I would like to meet the creative director who thought it would be fashionable to put Derek Ramsay in this outfit, shoes and all, then stick him in a bath tub with unnaturally blue water. While posing like a pensive little teapot.

I mean, like, dude, you’re hot and all, but
leggings and… JORTS?!?!

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I totally got caught off-guard this afternoon–I went to my usual Starbucks and one of the female baristas asked to take my picture. XD They said they were making a scrapbook with photos of their regular customers, for their desktop computer. Actually when they asked (“Liz, pwede bang magpa-picture?”) I immediately thought they meant they wanted me to take a picture of them–because that’s more commonly the case when I get that question–and I started wondering how they hell they figured out that I’m always armed with a camera. XD But instead it turned out they wanted me to be in the picture, and so I did, even though in my head I was like “WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN–”, because I’m panicky that way.

They also asked what I was up to–which led me to explaining the embarrassingly cushy-sounding life of a freelance writer. (“Wala akong pasok, ever.”)* :’D LAWLZ. Seriously, whenever I have to summarize my job status I completely sound like an underachieving slacker. I guess it’s because I always omit the small detail of caffeine-powered all-nighters and rush deadlines.  :D I think I should be more concerned about this, but I just find it amusing.

Anyway, next time I’m there, I’ll ask to take photos of them so I could post here. They’re a cute bunch. :D

*”I don’t have to go to work, ever.”