Listened to some best of today, I gotta say that I hate re-runs.  But with Howard, they are okay.  I cant ever watch a movie 2 times.  No matter how good it is, or how funny it is.. Howard is different though, and I guess if I really think about it, Its good to listen to because…well, you know.. I dont know what it is.

Its just good entertainment.  The Rosie Interview, Dustin Hoffman, JD canceling the Car show, ect.  Its not all strippers and sibian rides, its not all lesbians and finding out what is in Sals pouch.  Us fans know that.  Although that stuff is super entertaining and funny.  Some of the great interviews howard gets are just enough funny and enough seriousness to get through.  Nobody cares about hearing about characters on movies, we want to know what these celebs do when they are not on camera.

Howard knows how to do it.. that is why he is the best and that is why these re-runs are not so bad to get through.  I dont know if i could listen to re-runs for ever though, there is nothing like hearing a live show on a monday morning.  When and if Howard goes, its really gonna suck.

What is it with people cutting into Ronnie Brown rookie cards this year?  Take a look at this Brown 2005 Bowman rookie.  The individual who did this die cut job didn’t want it easily spotted.  As you can see they slightly cut off a piece of cardboard on each side and then took a stamper and conveniently numbered it 1/1.  ’05 Bowman Ronnie Brown rookies barely sell for much, but this one made it all the way up to $5.50.  I know its not a lot, but its the principle of the whole thing.  People need to know what they are bidding on.  This is the second Brown rookie I’ve spotted someone cutting up.  I know I sound like a broken record because I’ve talked about this on here before, but I think its important to let people know about these scams.

Notícia do site da KissFM
Dio: boatos de problema no coração

A esposa e agente de Ronnie James Dio, Wendy, agradeceu os fãs pelas mensagens de apoio ao veterano do rock, que foi hospitalizado recentemente.

A mensagem publicada no site oficial de Dio manteve os holofotes sobre o apoio prestado pelos fãs e não revelou mais nenhum detalhe sobre a causa da hospitalização ou a condição de saúde do artista.

Os boatos, segundo a Classic Rock Magazine, são de que o frontman de 67 anos de idade estaria sofrendo de algum problema no coração. Mas, por enquanto são apenas boatos. Recupere-se, pequeno (no tamanho) grande (no talento) Ronnie James Dio!

O que eu acho: é isso aí Dio, cuide-se. A gente não quer perder você tão cedo, mesmo que você não seja mais um garoto de 40 anos há umas três décadas, hehehhe…Brincadeira cara, força sempre!!!

Okay, so I have allowed one week for myself to feel bad about the whole letting go thing. Now, it’s back to work for me. SRSLY.

Yesterday though, I was able to eat 3 times in one day for the first time since the whole problem happened over a week ago. Although, it still cannot be compared to my usual eating habits and how much I eat. I know I love food and I have to eat to survive, but I just can’t put something on my mouth without looking over the seat right next to me or across me, imagining that HE used to be right there. But I have to stop those thoughts or else they will only break me more.

And to my success, I have been able to survive a whole 24 hour period without having a tear escape from my eyes. Although there was one moment where I was having a flashback. But it didn’t hurt that much anymore. I just keep reminding myself of the things he told me the last time we saw each other.

Anyway! I had a really good day yesterday. I felt much better after the whole mess. And it probably had something to do with the fact that I was feeling like more of my old “fashionista” self. I went with my sister and her boyfriend to Greenbelt and first we had lunch at Recipes. I missed their Adobo Flakes! so I ordered them [unable to finish it though].

Walking in Shangri La Makati

Then my sister took me to a hidden nail haven in Greenbelt 5 [not a secret now] called Dashing Diva which is located inside the Beauty Bar. They will truly treat you like a diva! And they even have the very first nail dryer in the country. You no longer have to sit around and wait for your nails to dry!

Dashing Diva, Beauty Bar, Greenbelt 5

With Dashing Diva, they will let you place your fingers or toes into a partition which has its own air blowing to your hands and feet. After just a few minutes, you can reach into your bag and pay the service without having to worry about ruining your manicure!

Bubot enjoying her manicure

Then I went to Coffee Bean & Tea Room to work while my sister finished up her pedicure. All the while I was thinking, getting the Swirl card has been so beneficial to me! Even though I am more of a Seattle’s Best Coffee girl, I am now enjoying Coffee Bean & Tea Room since they have unlimited free Wi-Fi if you have their Swirl card. Whereas with SBC, they will only give you a free one hour access if you reach the minimum of P150.

When my sister finished, we were deciding where to go: either Manila Peninsula or Shangri La Makati. We decided to try Shang since we have just been to Manila Pen.

[I gave Ronnie a short lesson on the forks, knives and why they were placed that way]

Although their food can be a bit pricey, they were so good! I got the Tuna Nicoise Sandwich.

Shangri La Circles Restaurant’s Tuna Nicoise Sandwich

And look, we even got to take home these adorable little babies!!!

Mr. Ketchup & Mrs. Mayonnaise

As we left, we passed by the Pastry counter where their cakes reminded me of Angel’s designs.

It has been a week and I have given myself enough time to mope and feel bad. But now, I’m feeling much better. Although I cannot deny the fact that I wish YOU were still around, I do agree that I think it’s better this way.

Neuerdings sind meine morgendlichen Aktionen mit sehr viel Streß verbunden. Wie so ein typischer Morgen bei mir aussieht und das dieser dank meinem Mitschüler Ronnie (quasi ein Ivan in ostdeutsch) nicht gerade einfacher wird, seht ihr heute. Bitte entschuldigt die Qualität und die Kürze des Vlogs, aber der Ronnie ist wirklich nicht als Kameramann zu gebrauchen. Ich musste sehr viel wegschneiden! Er hat übrigens angekündigt demnächst auch eine Kamera zu kaufen, also schreibt möglichst negative Kommentare zu ihm bei YouTube, damit er dieses Vorhaben nicht umsetzt.

Sábado 21 d noviembre

HBO este 19:15 hrs, SKY 450 , CABLEVISIÓN 632

HBO oeste 22:15 hrs, SKY 453, CABLEVISIÓN 633

HUNG HBO 2009

Después de que Jemma le dice a Ray que cree que lo mejor es un tiempo para pensar acerca de su relación, Ray va con Tanya para pedir un consejo. Pero Tanya tiene varios asuntos personales que resolver con su misterioso novio, Pierce y con sus estrategias de mercadotecnia para los consultores en felicidad.  Lenore no puede evitar entrometerse con los asuntos de Tanya.  Ray accede a una cena familiar en la casa de Ronnie y debido a esto se enfrenta a una situación incómoda.

I got a feeling ronnie is going to nag saying I am not a very good daughter cause I forgot to wish him happy birthday. But dear father of mine, you are not forgotten you ass. Happy 20th. Don’t bother guessing what present. Cause I haven’t bought you any yet. Will go shopping for it soon! I am sorry!! Love you for you have been a damn great friend to me for 5 years? 6? Sorry I can’t remember. HAHA! BUT! You and I, we are still gonna be best best best friends for the rest of our lives. And btw, I do remember your birth date, its 20th of nov. Don’t say I no heart. Heart you loads.

Don’t know why. But I still think sec school buddies are my most precious precious gems among all the others that I found along the way. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because they have been with me for such a long time. I don’t need a lot to make me happy. But they make me really happy. Certain stuffs they did really touched me.

Sucks. I wish ron is here now. Still feeling sad. He don’t really comfort me when I am sad. He just goes aiyaas aiyaas like a lil auntie. And then try his very best to console me when all else fails. HAHA. Stupid father. You are damn loved.

HAPPY 20TH RONNIE! WELCOME TO THE CLUB 20!!!

My father! So blessed to have me as his daughter! =X

Let me tell you something about yours truly..

After I got my heart broken by my first serious boyfriend almost four years ago, I promised myself that I will never let any guy take control of me. It was an abusive relationship which lasted one and a half years. It wasn’t until I finally learned to fight back when I knew it was time to let go.

A few months after that break-up, another guy courted me. I never really liked him that much, and I was kind of a b**ch to him. But my friends supported him and told me that he truly loves me. So I answered him and we were together for almost four months. That’s because I had to move to Manila.

Months later, one of my best friends and I had a bet to see if I could last two whole years of being single. And I did. I won the bet last August 2009 and to my surprise, I was able to be single for over two years.

It wasn’t until June when I met this guy. Instantly, I knew we had a connection. To be honest, I was never the type of girl who wanted to settle down and raise a family. In fact, I have even announced to my dad that he should not expect any grandkids from me because I’m not planning on giving him one.

But with this guy, it was different. For a brief moment, I wanted to get married to him and settle down with him. Grow old with him as we would watch our kids mature as well. For that time being, I was able to do things that normally, I am incapable of.

Even if you asked me, I would never, ever go to a hospital with you for a check up if we just started to date. I am also never the type of girl who would wash the dishes since I don’t even do that at home! Needless to say, I even washed some plates which smelled of sour milk. [not a good smell, people!]. I would not even for one minute, allow myself to spoil a guy for one bit. Not at all.

But with this guy, everything seemed to change. I was beginning to change. I was able to know the real me and what I am capable of. Although I know I can write, it was because of him that I discovered that the real me just plainly wants to write for a living. And I have never been this happy in my life. It seems I had everything– my own career, a new dog, and him. Even though we were “undefined,” I felt or rather always convinced myself that he was beginning to feel the same way with me.

But later on, when I started to introduce him to the people who were closest to me, he started becoming a, well… a jerk. He would be rude to them and would even not answer back when one of my girlfriends were talking to him. This hurt me. But my friends knew he was making me happy, so they did not contradict me. Plus it may be because I had warned them not to ask me if I think he’s worth it because that would only end up to us fighting. Bringing him home to meet my dad didn’t help either. It would be wrong for me to say this, but I have never seen my dad so upset at me. Even though the issue sort of just riddled away, I still cannot look my dad in the eye. I would like to say I’m sorry to my dad but I cannot open my heart to do it. Until now, all I would really like to do is just to embrace my dad so hard and admit to him that I had been wrong.

Five months later, this guy suddenly just told me “hindi tayo bagay.” [For my overseas friends, it means “we're not compatible.”] For obvious reasons, that thought had also been running through my head the past few weeks we were together. But unlike him, I kept fighting it off to prove that even though we weren’t, we could still make it work, just like we used to.

I knew we weren’t compatible simply by looking at our interests: he likes to be in crowded places while I prefer to stay away from them, he likes to keep working even though that meant sacrificing our “time” together while I would just patiently sit until he would have time for me, he didn’t also like to go to the places where I usually frequent because “they’re too sosyal” [expensive places]. There are many more which I simply can’t discuss. But even through all this, I kept finding ways to make us work, if he would not give up.

But he did.

And now, with just those words “hindi tayo bagay” [again, “we're not compatible], they keep crushing me. There truly is no other word for it. I have been crushed and devastated. And even if the end has already happened, I am still sometimes hoping I would get a YM or text from him saying he misses me. But I know that will never happen.

So I put on my brave mask and strongly tell my best friends that it’s over. My best friends keep asking me how I am. But I answer them not to ask me that question because it only breaks me down. Even so, I cannot fully answer the simple question, “how are you?” Except this: I feel like I died and part of me is still dying.

I know. I will get over it. It will soon fade. And believe me, after the makeover yesterday, I kind of feel much better [new hair, new hair!]. I am finding more time to spend with my best friends, the people who will never ever ever leave me. I am finding more time for myself to grow and learn [will finally be able to get that photography lesson and maybe even another foreign language]. In addition, I have finally gotten an idea on a new blog [welcome to riseofthepantyhose] and more fashion inspired [want to throw out my old clothes and go for a serious shopping spree]. Luckily, I have also been blessed by given the opportunity of meeting new clients everyday. Ever since the split, I have been receiving emails everyday on new projects. Truly, they are something that can take my mind off the plate.

To be honest, it still hurts everytime a memoir of him manages to creep into my thoughts. When I am driving the car or even in public, I have to wear sunglasses because I never know when my tears will start falling. I have sleepless nights where I just keep tossing and turning as I avoid any thoughts of him. And when I finally manage to sleep, he is constantly the leading man in my dreams. When I wake up and I touch my eyes, they are still wet from tears that have fallen while I slumber.

I know it will all end.. someday.

Angel (through SMS Nov. 18 11:23 pm): “You expected too much from him and the relationship, bigger hurt. But you’ll survive it trix. Your friends are here for you and always will be.”

Jason (new client who found me through my blogs): “Sorry to hear about your break up with your boyfriend. I’m sure the right guy will come along!”

Would like to thank: Angel, Cristel, Mimi, Denise, Christina, Tricia, Jake, Bubot, Ronnie, David Ross (though he doesn’t have any idea why), Josef, my family (they too don’t know why), and to the other people who are excusing me from being a bi*ch lately.

Her roots are ancient, but her sound remains edgy – even in 2009.

Thanks to Kelly for suggesting Veronica as Name of the Day.

A Top 100 choice from 1898 into the 1930s, today Bernice sounds dowdy and dated.  And yet, she and Veronica share roots.

More than 300 years BC, Egyptian royals wore the name Berenike or Pherenike, derived from pherein – to bring and nike - which meant victory centuries before it meant sneaker.  At least five queens answered to the appellation, as did other notables into the early Christian era.

This brings us to the saint.  As Jesus struggled under the weight of his cross, a pious woman lent him her veil.  He wiped the sweat from his brow and returned the fabric – miraculously imprinting his image in the process.

Or so the legend of Veronica’s Veil tells us – it isn’t found in the Bible.  The woman may’ve been real, and her name may’ve been Berenice.   But the Latin phrase vera icon means true image.  So either Berenice was altered to fit the phrase, or a misunderstanding transformed the Latin phrase into the woman’s name.

There’s also the possibility that Veronica is a place name for a woman from the city of Verona.  (Some say that the veil was once kept at Verona.)

A second Saint Veronica lived in Northern Italy in the early 1700s, but she was actually born Ursula.  A very different Veronica lived in Venice in the 1500s – Veronica Franco was a prominent courtesan and poet.

Veronica had a good run in the 20th century.  In 1900, she charted at #213.  In 1950, she ranked #194.  Last year she was #261.  In the late 1970s and early 80s, she reached as high as #68 more than once.

The name conjures up:

• Veronica Lake, she of the peek-a-boo ‘do and film noir fame.  Born Constance Ockelman, she was booted from Catholic school – a Paramount producer chose the saintly appellation.  Lake was huge in the 1940s, and while she died destitute, her image lives on – think Jessica Rabbit and Kim Basinger’s character in LA Confidential, for starters;
• Veronica Lodge, of the Archie comics, was apparently named after Lake and a wealthy Boston family;
• Veronica Mars was a latter-day Nancy Drew on the small screen in recent years;
• Elvis Costello’s 1989 memorable single was about an aging “Veronica”;
• In 1989 Winona Ryder played Veronica Sawyer in the enduring black comedy Heathers, about the perils of popularity in high school.

You’ll also come across Veronica in bullfighting terminology (it’s a pass made by the matador) and botany (it is a type of flowering plant sometimes called speedwell.)

With Ava and Olivia in the US Top Ten, and Victoria, Nevaeh and Avery not far behind, Veronica’s v sounds current – and yet she’s got plenty of history.  She’s a saint and a pin-up, a queen and a teen.  Best of all, she offers up plenty of nicknames, from Vera to Nica to Ronnie to Vee.

If you love Alexandra but fear she’s too popular, perhaps Veronica would make the perfect substitute.  Despite steady use, there’s still something unexpected about her.

On November 2, 2009 the rat who told Ronnie The Limo Driver Mund top-secret information that JD Harmeyer sent to Howard Stern comes clean. Jared the Rat. Leaking Jared. Sooner or later everyone gets a nickname. I had to throw in the pics of JD sleeping with the enemy. Subscribe to the Stern Show. Get it at http://howardstern.com.

Caller plays the Beetlejuice Mismatch game! Same caller almost get’s Ronnie Mund to reveal the rat or leak in Howard’s crew. In my opinion, if the caller or Howard mentioned that the entire week Howard Stern talked to his psychiatrist about this issue, Ronnie would have folded under questioning. Eddie, the caller, was brilliant! From the October 29, 2009 broadcast. To sign up for the Howard Stern show, visit http://howardstern.com.

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In my life, I have more than one guy. The group together would be a gaggle, per se, if you will. Not all I’m sleeping with. I actually limit that drastically. There might be other minor ones here and there. If they are not on the list, they really aren’t that important. I’ll update the list when they are. All names have been changed. Yes, Friends was on when I was trying to come up with names for everyone. Each are catagories as well, so reading up on one would be easier.

Ronnie – the ex-boyfriend who lives close now. Nothing sexual there. See last post.

Joey – Has a gf – would leave her to be with me (so he says). The best f8ck I can find. Would be with him, but he’s a bit overwhelming sometimes.

Ross – Married, omg – the best worse decision I’ve made. Wanted to jump this guy since the first day I met him. Finally got the chance a month or so ago. Very good – and he told me the thing that makes him even more amazing, almost christmas present like – he’s fixed… no babies for me! But he’s married.

Chandler – The most recent ex-boyfriend. Not very good sex, good orgasms, but kinda quick (if you get what I mean).

David – Old friend I used to work with. Had a small crush on him then. Met back up a month ago, kissed (nothing special), thought second time would be better, only slightly. He wants a relationship, and he’s only around because he wants to tie a girl up. Sparked my interest a bit.

Charles – My true love, the guy I’d do anything for. Has a recently new gf. Not happy. He was the one who choked me first back over a year ago. Now I can’t get enough. He’s on the same mild rough interest as me, but likes to watch a bit much.

As I write this, I wonder if I will ever find someone to sexually satisfy me the way I want.

I just got home from being with an ex-boyfriend from four years ago. We’ll call him Ronnie. Well he ended up moving closer, and we started hanging out again. Nothing serious and I was actually glad, because I wanted some guy I could be with, without them wanting to be in my pants 24/7. Nope. After the past week of mild sexting, I had myself convinced that we might could have good sex now. He was my first back in the day, and nothing good came out of that. In one year with him, I can think back now and only find one orgasm out of the numerous times we had sex. If you could call it that.

Maybe I should define a bit what I actaully want. I like it rough. Light bondage OK. But really the rougher the better. Can’t choke me? Get out of the bed, or let me out. Can’t grab a handful of my hair and pull hard? Go… just go. Wanna bite? Good! But if your gonna bite… bite hard. No body can find it in themselves to do that. Well I take that back, one or two, but not precisely what I want.

So I go over to his house down the street, with the main reason for this hardcore sex that he has so convinced me that he was capable of giving me. So I get there, he meet meets me in the garage, we makeout on the car, then on the couch, with a few interuptions from his little brother. Well after making out with him for about 45 min or so… I’m bored. Nothing was getting me hot or excited. I was ready to go, or get naked and hope it gets better. 

We go up to his room from the couch. Makeout some more. What the hell boy!? Just F8ck me already. Yea not seeming to happen. In short – he takes of my pants, fingers me, I get a small one, the maid gets there, I put on my clothes, then make up an excuse about how my roomate needs me and I gotta go.

Now I’m here. Wondering why the f8ck I can’t find a guy who satisfies me. I’m still horny. Now what?

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