because i don't feel like writing about the things which i should probably be thinking and talking about

and because i absolutely must begin reading resource materials for my paper which i should've started writing three weeks ago, i feel like sharing why procastinators such as myself perform daily rituals and sacrifices to thank the internet gods:

a) thanks to coathangerwings, i can now make "paper" dolls of myself.

i wish there was a way to change the outfits' colors so as to make them truly identical to the ones i actually have in my closet, but since i can't, i guess i'll just have to buy a blue blazer and bag.

seriously, what's not to love about a site that not only gives you a maddeningly addictive activity to waste time on, but also provides you with an excuse to go shopping?

b) reading about my favorite orange swits . i have fond memories of these rubbery candies. long bus rides to baguio and pampanga and gapan would have been a lot more hellish without orange swits to preoccupy your mouth and jaw with. orange swits and and zest-o, which i hated and only drank when forced to take said bus trips.

incidentally, i got this site from online crush. now say what you will about my taste in men but with online crushes, i find gold. not only is he friends with people who write about cheesedogs and lechon manok (i just wish this lord eric wasn't so mean to them. when you're interning in a sleepy town and living with a foster family who, nice as they are, would not seem out of place in a 50's black and white movie, you will learn the therapeutic -and sanity-preserving- value of cheap snacks you can smuggle up to your room along with the bottles of red horse from the store downstairs. red horse, not because we were tough, but because in those days, attempts to look for san mig light outside manila would just have gotten you blank stares in return), he also writes the loveliest posts about his girlfriend.

c) finding out that i'm not the lone person in the world who's dismayed at people who don't seem to know how to use pronouns.

misspellings and grammatical errors, i could live with; we all have our barok moments, after all. but i don't know, there is something soooo wrong about:

"teka lang, get me muna ng food."

or

"umalis me kahapon."

oh, and let's not forget the ubiquitous "po", which, strangely enough, is conspicuously absent when conversing with the elderly and other individuals who actually merit courteous language.

"sorry na po, wag na u magalit."

"ay, wait lang po."

it evokes the most violent reaction, however, when it's with its partner-in-crime, "hello".

as in "hello po, kumusta na?"

grrr.

it bothers me as much as people who insist on typing LiKe THiS (or lIkE thIs) ala papemelroti circa 1996.

d) i saved the best for last:

whoever put together this site, god bless you. hot actors playing hot doctors fill my heart with joy.

(and notice how the doctors have almost the same surname? shepherd and shephard. just felt like throwing that little bit of trivia while i'm at it.)