unfaithful at an ungodly hour (3:23am)

warning: this is a randomly thought entry written early in da morning. i've been letting it jel in my head for some time now. anyway, here goes...

i have just recenly understood why people become unfaithful.
when one is taking for granted the other, that is when it starts. and then the other just let the issue coagulate inside him/her.

i always think that temptations are constantly around us. what makes it real is the moment we take notice of them and identify them as such. because by then, it means they got your attention and you are interested.

i don't classify a person as a temptation if i can resist them.
it's like this, kahit sangkatutak na babae ang maghubad sa harapan mo, pero walang tumindig na kahit isang nerve ending sa erogenous zone mo, then they are no temptation at all.

but if you meet someone whom you know you like w/o much ado, that ladies and gentlemen is a certified temptation in the offing, one in the league of eve serving you with a juicy apple you so badly want to taste and eat all the way!

so how do you cook unfaithfulness?
first, you must have a spoonful of dissatisfaction, marinate overnight, then sprinkle with temptation, then let it simmer for a few minutes, and voila! infidelity is ready to be served.

infidelity is a conscious thing. i don't buy the crap often used that it just happened.
infidelity is an action and more so a decision.
from the first moment you felt the excitement w/ this tempting person, you know what you are getting yourself into.
you can actually smell infidelity brewing.

to justify the act or dilute the guilt, you just don't label and not over-analyze what's happening. so instead of confronting your partner abt your issues, you keep it to yourself & let the other use guesswork. and you choose to be comforted by a 'friend' whom you'll pour your heart and gut out and disguise the whole dynamics as friendship.

if you have the courage to be unfaithful, have also the same guts to admit it for what it really is. that it is something you chose to do, a pathway you chose to take regardless of your partner's or the relationship's inadequacies.

is infidelity a sin?
for me it is not. lying is.
infidelity is just one of the many manifestations of lying.

the issue i think is that the infidels can't admit or face their predicament as it is, and thus results to lying.
the situation is simple. may nangangaliwa kasi may nde na masaya. may nagkulang. you've lost it, ergo, all the previous arragements/agreements (you started w/ da relationship) no longer hold true for the present.

when faced w/ temptation, it's either you give in or you resist.
i think if you're truly happy w/ ur partner, there is no need to resist bec you're simply not interested.
but the moment you are resisting, that means something.
it's like a fight, you are fightin your own self. if that is the case, then you are denying yourself of what it desires, w/c in this case, is to be free of your partner to sample the temptation.

you can only be faithful to others if you are first faithful to yourself. because by then, you know yourself, what you desire, what can make you happy.

being unfaithful to others is just being faithful to yourself and what your self desires. and you can never be completely faithful to anybody other than your own self.


pasko na, tangina!

note: dahil malapit na ang mismas, magkantahan muna tayo!
dis is dedicated to all my frends, fiends (yes, pati kau!) and fans :) wehehe.
napapraning na naman ako. pagpasenshahan nyo na.

pasko na, tangina!
by firewomyn

**to da tune of pasko na sinta ko**

pasko na, tangina!
wala pa ring sinta
bakit nagkaganto?
kyut naman ako :(

kung mababakante,
ang saklap, tangina!
pano ang paskong alang S-O... (Significant Other)

sayang tangina!
ang olats naman
kung walang kahawak-kamay...

nais ko nang sa chat maghanap
ng kakariring masarap! ;)

kung talagang wala na
makuhang sinta,
tangina, oks lang,
inuman na 'to!

**a gay mismas to everyone!!!**


starbucks @ midnight

what is the taste of loneliness?
it's the blandness of hot choco that got cold of waiting.
the unfinished banana bread that lost its appeal after just a few bites.

what is the look of loneliness?
it is the empty seat beside where you're seated from.

what is the sound of loneliness?
the deafening silence in your head that gets drowned by everybody's noisy chatter.

what is the feel of loneliness?
the hollow feeling of your heart when you give it a tug. And the need to poke at it just so you can feel it throb.
it is the muscle ache at your back whose caress will only come from your own hands.
the headache that will only be soothed by the clinical effect of advil.

what is the face of loneliness?
tears flowing freely, bec no one will dry them w/ soft kisses & whispers of assurance.
an upward twitch of the lips poorly imitating a smile that doesn't quite reach the eyes, much more touch thy soul.

it is me, staring back at the stranger from my own reflection.


a day in my lyf

andaming pdeng mangyari sa isang araw.
sa isang araw ng buhay ko,
mga ilang oras yata akong masaya at maghapong pissed off.

una kasi mejo mahaba ang tulog ko, so magaan pakiramdam ko.
then i look good today & for once, im in no rush or sumthin like that.
also during our mancom, maayos naman lahat.
meaning, nde ako nasermonan, nde ako ang sentro ng usapan at isyu, saling pusa lang.
ansaya naman :)

nakapagkwentuhan pa kme ng boss ko.
we shared our frustrations and we had empathy.
i accomplished a lot of little stuffs today (err, im not sure if they're counted, but what the heck! it still feels good to have finished something!)

this is starting to be an unusual day.
true to form, my day is not my day if it aint got the heat!
so come after lunch, one shit after another started flooding in.

first i got some crap from a guy who just feels not workin' today w/ a reason that he's finished his task the other day.
whattafuck kind of thinkin is that?!
first, sinong dyos ang nagsabi sa kanya na tapos na sya?!
e sino ba ang nagchecheckoff?! duh?!
and also, so what kung tapos ka na?! madaming projects ang naghihintay!
he has this artificial sense of what 'done' means.
typical developer mentality. give me a break!
e kung tapusin ko kaya ang buhay nya dito sa opisinang to?!
nde ko alam kung bobo sha or nagtatanga-tangahan lng sha.

and as if that wasn't enough, da guy had da gall (if it's not that then he is simply stupid!) to missend a text to me w/ a nasty reference to me. as in putangina!
pero after a few breaths and quick thinkin, sensibility took over sense.
im not bothered at all by that, afterall, it is not as if, we can't move on w/o him.
if he feels that way, well, i have news for him: No One Is Indispensable!
removing one rotten apple from the lot aint a bad idea afterall.

then another guy, just went crazy and threatened me bec of some error in his paycheck (w/c im entirely not involved in). what's happenin?! geez!
cant he just verify first if his accusations were valid? i mean, give me some slack here.
it's not as if he didnt have his share of errs and fuck-ups!
again, another primadonna!
this ofc has a whole bunch of them! primadonna guys who's so full of themselves but aint that good overall.

with guy 1, i decided to confront him tom instead. i treated him professionally and just dealt with the project concerns.
one battle at a time. i dont wana ruin my momentum and diffuse my focus when there's so much to deliver.

with guy 2, since it is no direct concern of mine, i just asked the acctng pipol and raised the issue to them.
ive got enough shit in my own backyard to be handling this. let them fix the mess they created.
and will you please getoutta my space!

i need professional distance from these nega peeps.
they're draining the life out of me!
and i have this pragmatic way of approaching these probs.
shape up or ship out.
either you're with me or you're not.
harsh but necessary.
brutal yes, but we have a fierce society anyway.
age-old saying modified: survival of the "toughest & the smartest".
it has to be the two. won't work with just one.
live it. deal with it.

andaming pdeng mangyari sa isang araw.
sa isang araw ng buhay ko, naranasan ko ang
magmahal, umunawa, mapagod, magutom, mabigo, saktan, umasa.
pero kaya lahat yan!
basta araw-araw patuloy akong lumalaban.
UP Fight! :P hehehe.


universal thoughts

i wrote dis for someone. dis was out of a short conversation we had. so dis is in a sense 'hers and mine' kinda entry.

kuntento ka na ba sa buhay mo?
ako hinde!
bakit ba mahirap makuntento?
ano ba ang konsepto ko ng contentment?
ang maging masaya sa piling ng isang tao.
at ikasasaya ko kung ako ang nag-iisang taong makakapagpaligaya sa kanya.
in other words, i want exclusivity.

but then again, i think that is da very reason why contentment becomes elusive for me.
kasi, while i want exclusivity on my partner, i dont want that applied to me.
meaning? selfish ako! sowhat?! my life, my rules. deal with that.

i want to be da center of her universe, pero i want a taste of da galaxy too! tough huh? im sounding like a spoiled rich brat now.
*yaya! i want dat gurl (points to da chick walking outside), can u get her for me and just put her on da bed while i take my bath, make sure she's brushed her teeth ok.* hehehe.

masarap magexplore, to discover new stuff, new tastes, new feel.
and i dont believe u can experience all dat in one body.
who says it has to be just one anyway?
whoever invented dat rule?
i think it's arbitrary, in da sense dat it's based on ur morality.
on what you can tolerate and stomach.

masarap sa ego na kaya mong paluhurin ang isang tao and make 'em beg for you.
and dat person will be hapi w/ just you. or me for dat matter.

i think there are pipol like dat.
and ofcourse, there are pipol lyk me.

so it's about finding a match and transformations.

i'm worldly ryt now, enlivened by my senses.
but given da right time or da right person perhaps,
*quick question, do u believe it's da ryt person or da ryt timing? hmmm... dats up for another entry*

who knows, i can be da sun to ur universe and u to mine, orbiting in each other's universe, contented and hapi.

i wrote dis for someone. dis was out of a short conversation we had. so dis is in a sense 'hers and mine' kinda entry.

conversations w/ a fan 2

background: dis person accidentally stumbled on my blog and has been readin da then outdated entries (2003). though blogspot is my first blog, i was actively bloggin on blog-city before, until blogspot updated their features and made me go back to my blog roots (just dis oct. 14, 2004). come to think of it, had i not known dat pipol still read my old blog, i wouldn't revisit blogspot. so in a way dis gurl is da one who made me activate my blogspot. i thank you! ;) cheers! :)

proud fan : u can say i'm a fan
proud fan : shet, kakahiya to ah!
proud fan : :D
firewomyn : y?
firewomyn : never been a fan b4?
proud fan : shempre oo no...pro to actually admit na fan ka, that's embarassing
proud fan : hahahaha
proud fan : ma-pride ako eh
proud fan : hehehhe
proud fan : joke!
firewomyn : ok
firewomyn : and admitting dat lessens ur pride?
proud fan : no, not exactly...
firewomyn : ok lng
firewomyn : narereplenish nmn ang pride e
proud fan : hahaha

conversations w/ a fan 1

background: dis person is a recent ex of an ex-ofcmate of mine. we never talked before. then out of da blue s/he made his/her presence felt. since im tamad in making verbal kwento, i just said, if u wana know what's new w/ me, just read my blog. and it seemed s/he took it to heart what i said. read on.

fan: ala bago sa blog mo..
me : tula lang
me : :D
fan: nabasa ko na..
me : demanding ha
me : :D
fan: konti lang..
me : busy e
fan: ok..
fan: nabasa ko na kc lahat dun..
me : wow!
fan: napasok ko din ibang blog..
fan: ala kwenta..
fan: sau lang ako nag-enjoy
me : :D
me : e cguro kc kilala mo ko
fan: no..
fan: hindi naman ikaw tinitingnan ko dun..
fan: kundi yung mga msgs.. mo..
me : sabimue ;)
me : i'll try to update later
fan: at kung hindi kita kilala.. tangna.. hahanapin ko talaga gumawa nun..
fan: grabe.. natumbok mo emotion ko tol..
fan: nakaka-inlove lahat..
me : wehehe.
me : totoo b yan
fan: oiist.. totoo yun..
me : bk kc malungkot k ngayon kaya mo nasasabi yan
fan: hindi.. masaya nga ako..
fan: sobrang saya..
me : buti nmn
me : :)
fan: kc ang dami ko ng friends..
fan: minsan naiisip ko pa rin sya..
fan: but ok na ako..
me : dami frends, produkto ng chat?
fan: hahaha.. tama ka..
fan: it helps a lot..
me : ganyan nmn e, pg ngbreak, ska lang nakikirekonek s mga frendship
me : pg may jowa, dedma
fan: hindi.. dati kc nung kami pa ala talaga akong friends..
me : pg wala n jowa ska takbo s frends
fan: no.. hindi yan totoo..
fan: gusto nya wag na akong makipag communicate sa iba..
fan: as in bahay.. work talaga..
fan: kaya nga ang sakit nung iniwan me..
fan: kc sobrang tino ako
me : higpit ng bantay ah
fan: ginawa ko rin yun.. for her..
me : hard fact: nde porke matino k, nde k n iiwan
fan: oo nga..


Dykes In The City: The Sour Milk Theory

By Shannon Ray

"Why is it that we don't always recognize the moment when love begins but we always know when it ends? " - LA Story

Love is funny thing. When you're there, you're there all the way. When it's gone, we miss what we once had. But what if we could go back, would we? Is it ever possible to recapture what once was? Or is the expression "they're an ex for a reason" always ring true?

Second chances, in my opinion, can be divided up by experience. Good, bad or indifferent, it all depends on how the milk soured. Sour milk you ask? Yes my readers, love the second time around can be compared to sour milk for the most part.

Let me explain: Suppose you go to your fridge and find that the milk is kind of sour. You'd throw it away, right? If you put it back in the fridge, then try it again in two weeks, is it going to be any better? No! As a matter of fact, it'll be worse. And in the end, you'll kick yourself for thinking of trying it again and not properly getting rid of it the first time.

And on a side note, why is it that we must always smell the sour milk once we know it's bad? And worse yet, why must we, after knowing the milk is past due, have others confirm its funk? Must we always need confirmation that something has gone bad?

Kind of simplistic, I know, but it demonstrates my point: If it didn't work the first time, how is it going to work the second time? It's still the same sour milk! And that sour milk is NASTY the second or third time around. So why do we keep going back time and time again? It's never going to be the same fresh wholesome milk it once was. The milk will never improve and most people never change.

Life experince has taught me that I should have listened to my first instinct about a person. I've given out to 2nd, 3rd, and 4th chances. But never again. I used think it depended on the person, the situation, the cycle of the moon, etc. Now I realize that when a person messes up the first time, there will be more to come. Giving chance after chance, only changes who YOU are. You are compromising yourself, and your needs. If they dont do it right the first time, boot them to the curb!

Case in point - my love life has graced not one but two possible second chances: Butch Charming and The Ex from Hell. Both were dashing, handsome, and broke my heart. One, The Ex from Hell, has curled beyond reconization. I hate to even admit that I dated her, let alone would have thought of giving her a second chance. Harsh, but her actions and reactions to my current life has taken it's toll. Seems it was sour from the start and just got worse with age. Her expiration date is way past overdue and she has left the frig. Butch Charming, on the other hand, is still as charming as ever. She still holds a special place in my heart, and always will. But past circumstances will always be in the way.

That's the problem with ex's, you remember both the good and the bad. We could remember our first kiss, our first date, as well as our first fight and the day we called the whole thing off. Not pleasant, but still the same sour milk. Still the same expiration date as before.

Relationships are difficult at best, they take a LOT of work from BOTH sides. My experiece has been that no one person is all to blame for anything. If a relationship has ended for a reason, especially a negative one, then going back into that relationship just seems like re-living it all over again. And I've done it and have the forty lashes to prove it. It's not a pretty sight and the welts leave a mark.

Many believe in "Strike one - you're out!" and "Done once will be done again" no matter what the circumstances. Others dish out chance after chance with side of swallowed pride. But for me, regardless of the advice given here, I firmly believe in true love at all cost and double checking expiration dates!


IT tactic

**these are the things i learned in our meetings today. context is software warfare. go figure.

"it's war out there. and it's brutal."

"rules are arbitrary. anybody can bend the rules."

"everything, everyone has weaknesses. use that to win."

"the only way to win a race (if ur disadvantaged) is to cheat."

"have a low tolerance to pain, that way u won't suffer longer"

"bad attitude can kill."

"be relentless, but not cruel"

"everything is about metrics. if u cant measure it, then it's not worth doing."


puno na ang salop

**apologies to fpj, rip :D

now is not the time to be weak and meek.
somehow, i have to find the strength to fight and defend my team.
i think they've crossed the line and are having a field day undermining us.
i won't take shit no more!
know thy enemy.
yes, they are the enemy!
i love my team.
it breaks my heart seeing that they are treated as second class citizens.
it is becoming a culture.
i hate them! and all their crap!
it's payback time!

gusto kong tumula 2

**da take 2**

dahil gusto kong tumula
wala sanang kokontra.

mga katagang walang kwenta
basta tunog ay tumugma.

e ano kung nde ako makata?!
ekspresyon ang mahalaga!

ung masarap sa bigkas ng dila
at swabe sa pandinig ng tenga.

gusto ko ring tumula
ng sa puso nagmumula.

bumigkas ng matatamis na salita
na aarok sa inyong pandama.

magkwento tungkol sa pag-asa
at magbahagi ng pang-unawa.

na ang buhay ay tunay na masaya
may laman man ang bulsa o wala.

gusto kong tumula,
nde ng mahabang mahaba.

gusto kong tumula,
kasi gusto kong lumaya :)

gusto kong tumula 1

**da praktis**







surviving mancoms (mgt committee mtgs)

tanginang buhay to.
san ka ba nakakita ng meeting na 6 n oras?!
kaya siguro ko nagka-scoliosis dahil sa kakaupo (ng walang sandalan) sa pagkahaba-habang mga meeting na yan e.
nde lng un, isa itong mini torture chamber.
walang kainan ito. wiwi lng pahinga.
etong ipamukha sau kung gano ka kainutil or kapalpak.
pipigain ka na aminin ang mali mo. or manuro sa mali ng iba.
pag wala nang maibato sau, babalikan ang nakaraan at huhukayin ang mga nakalibing at nananahimik nang mga isyu!
tama ba naman un?! potakte talaga!
duduguin ka talaga sa kakaisip ng ano nga ba nangyari at delayed kau at kakainggles habang kinakabahan at naiimbento ng dahilan para wag kang upakan sa galit ng boss mo.
ang pagkaka-alam ko sa sarili ko, magaling ako mg-inggles, pero sa araw araw na ginawa ng dyos kakausap sa boss kogn kano, na haluan pa ng nerbyos, kaya pautal-utal na rin ako, e andami ko na wrong grammar! nakakahiya talaga!
pag gusto mo magpaka-safe, patigasan na lang. ang key dito, wag ka titingin sa mata ng boss mo!
nde naman sa magiging bato ka pag nangyari un, pero pg nagtama ang mata nyo, nakow! wala ka nang lusot! dapat sumagot or mg-react ka sa kanya. expected na un. kung wala talagang lumalabas sa bibig mo, mejo kumunot ka ng noo *kunwari nag-iisip*, or tumango-tango ka *kunwari naiintindihan mo or agree ka*.
pero hanggat maaari, umiwas ka. yumuko ka, tumingin ka sa mga kasama mo, magsulat ka, ng tula, ng kwento, magdrawing ka, kahit ano, basta may ginagawa, wag lang mukhang tuod, kasi mashadong halata un!

sa mancom, lahat na ng emosyon lalabas.
etong may iiyak (na nde ako minsan makarelate!)
etong may sigawan! w/ matching habulan ha. da height ng drama di ba?!
etong may maghagisan ng papel.

sa mancom lng namin ikaw makakakita na ultimo ea (exec asst) pde umepal!
as in major react ha. oha! san ka pa!

masakit sa ulo, sa dibdib, sa sikmura, sa likod, sa mata, sa pantog!
pero i hav to survive. otherwise, baka matagal na kong napraning sa kakaattend ng mtgs.
makauwi na nga.


dis is da day when everything chooses to be wrong.
when i just feel all messed up.
not just my hair, my clothes, but my life in general.
i wake up with a freakin headache and im late.
mrt had its fits and gave up running halfway d journey.
so im not just late for work, im now dead!

mind bubble:

scene1, the helpless slave:
*boss shoutin at me before i can even muster an excuse,*
you're fireeeed!!! *and throws my box to my face! gee, such drama*

scene2, the proud slave:
*hands on boss' table, demanding stance.*
can you do us both a favor and just fire me??

scene3, the creative slave:
*sneaks to the table so d boss won't notice and when d boss finally notices, fakes a faint or a tuberculosis cough then softly speaks:*
i'm really not feelin' well, *coughs again* but since there's loads of work to do, *another coughs again, voice becomes raspy* i just decided to go to work and do what i can. *w/ almost teary-eyed and slight shiver* is there something you want to ask me sir?

scene4, the bitchy slave:
*goes straight to the table, quickly puts on the headphones, blasts the music w/ deafening volume, and starts workin'. boss goes to d table and blabbers, w/ mouth frothing. i suddenly notices him and slowly removes the headphones and asks w/ an impatient look*
yes? can you be quick, im tryin' to work here.

bubble pops!
back to reality.
if i don't get to post anymore, that means my boss killed me already.


Mix Tape

by butch walker

You say hello, inside I'm screaming I love you
You say goodnight, in my mind
I'm sleeping next to you
You drive away from my car crash of a heart
And I don't know

But you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was so much more than that
About me and you

You talk to him, and it burns me like the sun
You talk to her, and you say that you feel like he's the one
I talk to me, but you can't hear the pain I feel
You don't know

Cause you gave me the best mixtape I have
And even all the sad songs ain't so sad
I only wish there was more than that
About me and you

Oh, don't turn around and say bye again
Yeah it crushes my head when you call me
Your friend and I'm not the same person
From back in the day in the back of the class
that you thought was gay
No I can't find the words cause I lost them
The minute they fell out of my mouth
And it's love and I'm in it, so give me your lips
And just let me kiss 'em
and let's get messed up and listen to possibly...

The best mixtape I have
And even all the bad songs ain't so bad
I just wish there was more than that
About me and you


poWer of a Womyn's Wink!

just saw the hottest chick at mrt ayala!
So tall, prolly around 5'8-5'10, a stunner, w/ that hip-grunge look.
she was wearin a cream scarf on her neck, then a very loose sleeveless v-neck brown tee paired w/ knee-length navy blue shorts and sneakers.
seems like a mix of caucasian and asian blood.
we were side by side buying breakfast meals at an OutBox stall. the service crews were ogling, including me! good thing i was also lookin hip that time.
she speaks in cute tagalog as she pays the drink from her pink hello kitty wallet. what a doll. hehe.
but before she left, she gave me this sexy wink!
Tangina! Gusto ko na shang habulin. But my food isn’t ready yet.
2 primal needs competing: hunger (for food) & hunger (for her).
Wat do I do?! I already paid for the food. Hunger and practicality won over. Dammit!
I hope to see her again.

Remember what are moms tell, us to eat breakfast before we leave the house? there's definite wisdom in that!


dis says it all

message from my high school girl friend:

... anyway, i hope everything is going well with you, taxi drivers aren't crappy, your boss doesn't give you shit, and the girls are all sweet...you get the idea. take care!

that is indeed my idea of okayness!
3 things to make my day.
3 things to shoot for.

bless her :)


crisp quips!

guyfrend : how is lyf?
firewomyn: juicy
firewomyn: *grins*
guyfrend : naks!
firewomyn: u?
guyfrend : spicy
firewomyn: astig!
guyfrend : how's love life?
firewomyn: rosy


my harsh realities on bosses

1. your boss won't give a damn on your welfare.
what they really care abt is how you can be of use to the company.
you're as good as your use.

2. your efforts can never match expectations.
it's a psyche they want to maintain so everyone's always on their toes.
you'll never measure up.

3. everything will work the way they want it only if they do it themselves.

4. bosses are omnipresent.

5. they have selective amnesia.
they only get to remember your errors.
but on merits or extra effort, it is something you have to highlight or point to them.

6. bosses are never wrong.
they just change their mind or they didn't mean it when they said it then.


canned thoughts

i have a hot date (supposedly).
we're gonna watch a for adults only musical, "cabaret".
the mere fact that it's "for adults only" convinced me already that this is something i shd not miss.
after days of anticipation, yoyong happened.
much to my dismay, nature decided to intervene w/ my shag opportunity.
just tryin to make it to the curtain call is a very difficult task already.
because all roads seem to lead home. traffic is terrible.
we called music museum if they're gonna cancel/resched the show.
hardheaded bitches, they won't. true to form, the show will go on.
darn! i have to think!
my creative mind started churnin'.
hmmm... okay so we can brave the rains and all, watch cabaret still, by the time it's done, typhoon is in its simulated state, we'll be soakin' wet (umbrellas are no match to the strong winds), wet clothes huggin' our wet bodies, stranded in the middle of somewhere (traffic, debris, the works) and simply can't go home.
hah! a window of opportunity suddenly opened!
since it will be next to impossible to go home, we will have no choice but to spend the time sumwer, uhh, as we wait for the storm to subside, uhh, where we can spend the night, uhh, sumwer warm, uhh, sumwer private, uhh, sumwer where we can remove our wet clothes, ofcourse to let them and our bodies dry lest we get sick or sumthin'. that sumwer is shhhh...

ahah! not all roads lead to home afterall! bwehehe.

bed weather indeed.

***humming, im singin' in da rain...


luv in da tym of calamity

firewomyn is inlababo :)

with all the mushiness she can muster.

with all the silliness of vulnerability.

with all the idealism of a forever after.

amid the failing economy,
the challenging technology shifts,
the increasing scare in meningo disease,
the upcoming gulf war,
the devastating typhoons,
i remain unfazed,
because korni as it sounds,
this womyn has found her home.