Seasonal delusions
It’s three days before Christmas and I haven’t heard yet if my boss has
already approved of my vacation leave. See, I got plans. Yes, same
things I do during ordinary days: eat, sleep, tv, be drunk and
hopefully get laid. So you’re thinking "What the hell is so special
about taking a vacation leave from work this season?" Aside from doing
it for a week straight I got buffers to back up those wicked habits. I
imagine lying on the sofa, half-sleep half-awake, a slight hang over
inkling while Conan O’Brien babble replays cranks to catch my
attention. That’s a good vacation. C’mon judge me. Boring? Perhaps. But
I easily get satisfied with simple things in life, as long as I’m with
people I truly dear. Could Christmas pass without a wishlist? Here are
mine…
Mon’s holiday (delusional)wishlist
10. A Nora Aunor shirt (signed is optional)
9. A chance to throw Howard Stern over the San Juanico Bridge
8. A beat role in one of Roi Vinzons movie
7. Have a [read more]
