AN ENTRY TO BORE YOU TO DEATH.

November 2, 2008 at 9:43 pm | Filed under personal, totally domestic

Tomorrow will mark a week of living in my new address— a neighborhood light years away from real estate bliss (24-hour Quiapo-bound jeepneys pass through my street, for chrissakes) but it’s convenient. The Anonas LRT2 station, a decent supermarket, a wet market, an Andok’s, a McDonald’s, a Chowking, and a handful of little stores that sell cigarettes and ice are all short walks away. I’m back to my old getting-to-work routine of boarding two trains and walking a bit to get to my office. It’s been bearable, so far, and I don’t mind getting hot and sweaty during the walk from Ortigas station to Emerald Avenue (to those familiar with the area: I turn right at Guadix and pass by what I believe is the side of ADB, exit at Robinson’s Equitable Tower, cross, and then go through Garnet (?) before finally hitting Emerald. Pretty soon I’ll have sexy muscled calves, you’d think I took Winadrol). You are all free to stalk or have a smoke with me as I walk, I usually get off the train 1130-ish.

Since I am new to the hood, it’s all still very unfamiliar. I have yet to find a laundromat and I’m guessing I won’t find any in my vicinity since there are no nearby dorms or condominium buildings. I’ve been doing my own laundry, washing my clothes in the sink and rinsing them in the bathroom before hanging them out to dry in the tiny laundry area we have that currently houses our stove (need to have a table built for it). I also need to hire a cleaning lady to come in every Sunday because getting down on all fours and scrubbing the floors isn’t exactly my thing and mops and I don’t exactly get along.

Party soon. So long as some of you promise to help with cleaning up. :)

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