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on why i don’t really do tags but Lionel has his brand of emotional callboy blackmail
* I was a thumbsucker until Grade 2. My Aunts had the biggest challenge of their lives convincing me to stop sucking my thumb when I was a child. They took the task so seriously like rubbing some siling labuyo on it but they would find me washing it well (using CHAMPION ang labadang pang masa!). I lost the habit when one night, I started thinking of a Grade 3 boy and I did not want to turn him off. Today, I realized that it was the earliest asset I had to turn boys and men on.
* My earliest musical influences: Yano, Siakol, Grin Department, Alanis, Guns N’ Roses, Skid Row and Manilyn Reynes. A 20 year old something musikero neighbor gave me my 1st Yano cassette tape a decade and a half ago. Until now, I still have this infatuation with Dong Abay. Manilyn Reynes, “sayang a sayang laaaangggg…”, because my youngest Aunt loved her so much, she sang her songs to me as I sucked my thumb to sleep. Mani introduced to me the last song syndrome.
*I don’t comb my hair. If I do, maybe, I am in-love or something similar to that.
*My constant karansos are all males. I have female friends too but since childhood, males get closer to me because of music and the kind of music I dig. Right now, my youngest karanso is a 16-year old guitarist. The oldest is a 33-year old bassist. And I love how they mock me. It shakes me, I like it when people find time to make me feel less comfortable with my self, it makes me want to grow up more.
*I don’t like get-togethers or ordinary wow-we-meet-again moments because I find it hard to explain to people what I do for a living. I don’t like writing and taking pictures of me working. Swear, it’s very very intresting but it’s just indescribable. And swear, I am not a pole dancer or a sepulturera.
* I did not find ease in letting others read my writings. One day, a teacher talked to me privately and told me I don’t write like normal kids. I believed her. In college, I won an oratorical speech writing contest. To think that I won over university professors, that the speech had loadshit of typos and that I wrote it drunk… I cannot get over from it. It is one thing I’d BRAG to my future kids. I love clumsiness, only a few can do it with style.
*I will forever have a crush on them: Charles Bukowski. Lev Yilmaz. Dan. Heather Bell. Amanda Palmer. Kim Bureros.
*I am single but not romantically-challenged. I have romance flash fiction in my head.
*I love it when people give me their old stuffs as gifts. Large-sized rock t-shirts are my pinakapaborito. I wear them to bed. Human as I am, I love brand new things but I carry with me this affinity with second-hands when it comes to material things. Maybe, it’s the stories and the sentiments. Oh and the scent.
*I am the best dishwasher in the whole world. Karinderyas please hire me.
*I can sound like others. (From Ruffa Mae Quinto to Marion of the phenomenal M2M)
* When I am bored, I write erotica. Mind masturbation.
*I have a feeling that I will die young but when I think of it, it makes me feel hilarious.
* Watching Jackass, jamjamjamming with friends and kissing for hours can make me miss 3 meals in a day.
* Majority of my soul brothers have respectfully asked me if I am into pot, slide or rugby. You can’t buy natural high.
* I miss flirting. I feel like a little boy now and my Catholic parents are too conservative.
* I am a proxy mother. Most of my income goes to my sister’s college education, allowance, boarding house and smart load. I look after a Grade 3 kikay, a 5-year old weirdo and a 4-year old Spiderman madfan. All you mothers who complain about one or two kids, shame on you! hahaha. I am good at managing stress, anger, libido and farting.I cook-dishwash-kubeta overhaul-floorwax marathon-pseudocarpentry-fetchwater-sibak nga kahoy?. There are people we hire to help us but I’d love to do chores and I’d love to understand how a P2000 salary goes for a helper.
* I cannot finish a 25-item tag.
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wtf?! tell me miss tinay, how many people in this slumdog country possess such an odd-sounding name like that? i tell you, only a few. now, you’ve thrown my anonymity to oblivion. tsk tsk! i need to take it back. quick. real quick.
so you’re a thumbsucker as a kid, huh? now, it figures. lolz! and i respectfully ask you, are you into pots? hahaha. i think you’re always bored and yes, i am prood of you for being a wicked proxy mother to your siblings. now, i know why we jibe.
and since you didn’t finish this tag (it’s supposed to 25 facts with 2.5 pseudo-truths), my comment is also just half-way through. i would like to further rant regarding the fact that…
Posted by lio loco at February 13, 2009, 1:08 pmthe typo’s are intentional. deal with it. 
hi, just a courtesy call. nice site and great pieces.
Your link was given to me by our common cyber friend Eli. Hope to share with you the muse of the written wor(l)ds.
Posted by ka loren at February 13, 2009, 1:17 pmmo comment lang ko kay lingaw kaayo ko sa imong pagka ikaw. that is why i read you daily. idol!
Posted by konsuy at February 14, 2009, 9:51 am@blu: daw gakudog man tuhod ko sa dayaw mo ba 
@lio: hoy jakulero minamaliit mo ang aking pananagalog? haha. at tsaka ano ba ikinahihiya mo sa pangalan mo? ang ganda nga eh. parang bading. haha.
pag gawa ako ng shirt “proud to be thumbsucker 1984-1992″
dapat nga magpasalamat ka nga at ginawa ko pa kahit napilitan lang ako. hahaha
Posted by modernpatadyong at February 15, 2009, 5:47 pm@ka loren: welcome sa aking kubo 
ang bait talaga ni eli.
@clarence: maayo man ko bai. ikaw? amping!
@konsuy: wow it’s my honor to have you here, ma’am K
okey payn. managalog tayo para di ka maliitan sa sarili mo. ikaw na rin ang nagsabing tunong bading ang pangalan ko. anong kinaganda niyan ngayon? sumasagot lang ako sa pangalang lio. wala nang iba. ulit. lio. isa pa. lio. ok?
hindi ako magpapasalamat. kelangan mong gawin ang post na ‘to dahil pag i mo ginawa, di na ko babalik sa kuta mo. hakhak!
Posted by lio loco at February 15, 2009, 10:39 pmYou have a crush on me? Forever? Thanks Tin. I wish my heart will be whole again. Thanks for the poems you posted on my wall. I cried while reading them. I don’t want to cry anymore. Sad. I’ll be okay, that day will come when I’ll be okay. I hope you are too. *hugs*
Posted by Kim Bureros at September 7, 2009, 1:18 pmTin! I have read this for like - I don’t know - the nth time. Haha. Funny imong mga inabno. You have a younger brother who loves Spiderman. I wonder what it is with Spiderman that makes young boys love him so much (my ex used to be nuts for Spiderman). Tin, I’m smiling as I write this now. I’m quitting my job on Tuesday! A hint on my surprising powers of spontaneity. Lol. Which means, I can visit you on September as I will be free that time. I’m doing home-based job - which is like a breath of fresh air! So Yay! I feel so free - just as I intend to. *winks*
Posted by Kim Bureros a.k.a. your forever crush at June 11, 2010, 6:34 pm
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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.
sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.
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and this. a proof that:
how you see LIFE is how
you actually see YOUR self.
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maddening spurt:
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“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
-Jack Kerouac-
I want to borrow Grohl’s word for Courtney Love:
Posted by blu at February 13, 2009, 10:06 am“you are a personality” . basta you have this strangely absolutely maddening effect on people.