Band of Brothers

wow!! it's New Year already??

that was fast!

i wish it'd be better next year... for all of us.

i can't really ask for more... got everything i need...

hhhhmmmmm.... i only need basic things.

yez, am watchin' Band of Brothers and i'll never grow tired of it, sorry.

see yah next year!

hey buddy.

yeah i remember my buddy, lui whenever i see this guy.

wherever ya are man, Happy New Year.

hope you're doing well...

Amy Grant

ey yo?!

Merry Christmas, before anything else...

it's the 24th and i have to say --- whatta stressful day, dammit?!

wifey, made sure of that.

it's the last minute thing ya know... no plans whatsoever... out of the blue, to be exact..

but we pulled it through.. they're there downstairs enjoying their videoke fix.. i'm here watchin' movie yadi yada..

nice set-up, huh?

gotta say whatta colorful year it was... ooooppppsss!!! i know, it ain't new year yet.. lemme just say teh memorable ones... it had to be the tail end of this year... i guess.

professionally, there ain't much.. family-wise, i suck teh most... gym-wise, i gain lotsa things...

i just mentioned a few post ago i pulled and squatted over 400 lbs.. it's hard, yeah.

but the hardest was pushing a 100 lb dumbbell... i had a history of shoulder injury, that's why.

havin' conquered that, finally, means a lot more to me than anything else..

i had to do it over and over again... just to make sure the feat wasn't some kinda fluke, ya know... t'was a battle all the time.. mind over matter..

i'm not totally sold out yet, but just like before when i made it to 80, 90 lbs., this too will come to pass and it'll be ordinary all over again...

120 lbs., you're next.

meanwhile, i'm listening to Amy Grant's song... helps me chill out during these times..

cheers.

'tis the season

change.. i did.

no, i don't wanna be like 'em.

wtf was i talking about below?

i did change.

a lot.

lemme brag a bit...

i can push a 200 pounds of weight... [insert smiley and smirk here]

i can pull over 400s pound of weight... that ain't much, right?

i can squat just teh same amount of weight... ya should try it sometimes.

i'm betting my ass i can equal teh strength of of teh "strongest" guy in the gym in a year's time..

wanna bet???

yarp, can't believe it neither.

how???

try bustin' yer chops a wad bit more... like start rampin' everything up, already!!

anyhow, i'm gonna dream about topping everything out.. next week.

watch me.

bragging OFF.

change.. will do you good

yeah.. that's me.. i haven't change much.. same old, same old... i dunno if it's a good thing or bad.. hhhmmmm...

MAN-UP!!

thought of sooooo many things to say.. i haven't collated everything. sucks, huh?

yeah it does.

anyway, my personal life's in disarray.. it might not look like it, but it does. work, as always sucks.. got a few things that needs immediate action or it'll blow over.

i'm prepared for the worst though.

home... ahhhhh home... these guys and gals can't get things done without being told how to do about it.. well, they do get things done only that they kinda suck along the way.

they suck literally. ya know, they can't even help putting food on the table, worst part is, they don't know how to conserve... they can practically drain our resources in a short span of time.. talk about days.. shit, these folks are animals... i can't even begin to enumerate the what's and the how's.

not to mention, some are a real pain in the ass.. they just know where to push your buttons.. well, most of the time, i don't mind 'em.

they can keep their miserable shits to themselves... i'll go on live my life.

today, tomorrow and for the rest of my life, i promise myself one thing.. and one thing only.. that is, to MAN-UP.

i can't worry about everyone else' issues.. if i do, it'll just drag me down.. na-ah!

no way never.. bitching about other's issues won't lead me anywhere but down.. stuck!

so yes, i won't worry my life away.. maybe a tad.

guess, i'm born like that...

set a new PR this week.. i finally flat bench press the darn 100 pound dumbbells for five repetitions! that took forever, yeah?!

that was my promise to myself that before the year ends, i should conquer the darn thing.. and i have..

my deadlift went up 180 kgs for one rep... not bad for an old timer, eh?!

lets sing together now..

Pedro

hikhik!



don't forget to smile...

i am the walrus

whatta tight and lousy day!

wifey made sure i suck on my workout today. she had me rush to the bank to make some deposits and left me to fend for the house cos her and the rest of her posse had to go party.. on the bright side, they brought home a new microwave oven. at least, they won something.. deym, i almost forgot how that thing work. well, the one we have ain't workin' no more... for months now.

anyway, i took a leave today. i deserve a break, ya know. the thing is, my superior isn't too generous giving leaves.. approving should've been the word.

he always feel the need to swipe some nasty remark.. he probably thinks he's funny.

well, f him. unless they convert the un-use leave into cash or something tangible, i'm availing it (the leaves) even it means they'd shut down their pie-holes!

i'm pretty burnout with work these days. that explains the line.

got a few bumps that would entail a lot of work.

pretty stressful, to be honest.

makes me wanna quit pronto!

i'm just gonna sort this mess out. finish everything..

then i can cry out loud....

F-R-E-E-D-O-M!!!

i'm insecured, yeah. i've got issues, right.

but as soon as i'm out, i'll stop bitching about everyone and everything that's holding me back physically and mentally, then i can soar somewhere higher than this.

this is getting redundant.

pizzing off.

arnold press

am hoping i'm scot free but i ain't.

well, i was hoping the verdict is out... ya know, i wanna get this done and over with.

somehow, some kinda force of nature got in the way... either i'd be thankful or feel guilty forever.. hhmmmmm...

whatta predicament!!

either way, i'm bent on doin' somethin' else... something i really, really want.

don't we all wanna do something we want??

it's like something to look forward to - everyday.

ya know, i don't mind waking up early and eating some iron for breakfast.. i don't mind eating egg whites (boiled), churning out oatmeal after oatmeal or eating raw broccoli's..

i don't mind the pain that goes through my hamstrings or rotator cuffs... as long as i feel some kinda exhilaration.. surreal? yeah!!

i dig it!

one preacher quoted somebody sayin' "life's too short to be ordinary."

yeah... hell yeah!!!


go figure!!

judgement day

am not out of the woods yet.

i'm trying to stay calm. tomorrow, the verdict should be out.

i did it.. not because there's so much to gain.. but lotsa pressure from all corners.

more reason to have a change of perspective, yeah?

i'm pretty psyched and prepared.. sorta.

anyhoo, i was pretty strong at the gym earlier.. broke some PR's.

for squats, all in kilograms, started with 40 x 3, 80 x 3, 120 x 3, 160 x 3 and lastly, 180 x 3, then i drop the weight back to 160 x 5 all the way down 40 x 5.

same goes with the deadlifts except that at the top of the set, i only managed to get it to 170 x 3.. probably because my CNS' pretty toasted by then.

all these lifts, by the way excludes the bar which is roughly about 40 pounds, give and take.

basically, i've gone over 400 pounds on both lifts today and i'm pretty happy.

got this protocol somewhere and tweak it to my liking.

so, even though what i'm about to face tomorrow is a huge distraction, i still manage to squeeze out some serious workout and even broke a few PR's.

i'd rather not worry...

screwed

i'm so dead right now.

i did the darnest thing.

shit.

i don't know what's gonna happen next.

kinda crazy.

anyway,




wish me luck.

10 loooong years!

heeeeyyy!!

i better write something before this blog goes down the shitters.. been really busy lately. work, work, work!!

i wish i didn't have to so i could do what i do best.. seriously, i'm thinkin' bout this year being my last hurrah doing my job.

i'm not really good at it.. i just get things done that's why they've pretty much kept me here.

talk about doin' things half-ass most of the time.. but then again, i get things done. that's what matters - at least for my kinda job.

on the other hand, i'm really getting better at working out. people respect me, i can feel that. ya know, those groupies who thinks they're the strongest and most advance, they go out of their way to be nicey-nicey with me.

what sets me apart from these fockers is the fact that they're strong, yes, but they're "on" to something. while i can beat their asses on some lifts even though i'm a natural.. meaning, i haven't mess around chemicals and stuff while them are being "scientists."

sometimes, i feel like they're giving me too much credit.

i do things differently and they've kinda got this "shock and awe" look on their faces... they still can't believe i'm just a mere mortal with no drug assistance.

some dimwit are actually quick to jump on their arse when some "juiced" guy give them some sorta program to follow. frankly, i take it with a grain of salt when these guys give advises. it's like apples and oranges, homo. ya think what works for him will work for ya??

no freaking way!

i don't know man.. i'm happy where i am when it comes to experience and knowledge.. no injuries whatsoever.. my lifts, decent.

the only thing that's missing right now and am trying to figure this out since forever, is how i can do something i enjoy and at the same time earn some moolah on the side???

ten years of busting my chops, i think it's high time i do something else.

on the other hand, my job's not rocket science.. pretty laid back and i get to do other things on the side just as well.

ahhhh life... you go schooling and finish up to get a job and when you have a job you wanna quit??

lemme tinker my future s'more...

by the way, dog is dead.

he died the next day.

R.I.P. Ramboo

you're maybe gone, but not forgotten.

50/50

that's right. he'd be lucky to be alive. dog is just too darn weak today he had to be brought to the vet. confined, the doc says his chances of living - slim.

ok, had lotsa dog came our way but this dog is different. he was our first kind that have breeding.. the rest were like mix and match, if you know what i mean.

he was diagnosed to have some sorta liver problem. i hope he wasn't poisoned by some thugs in the neighborhood considering how zealous he was guarding our humble abode.

if they did and i'll find out who did it, somebody's gonna be up for a rude awakening around here.

all that time spent in the gym moving effin' weight, finally, they'll be put to some good use, ha??!

anyway, expect the worst, but hope for the best!


P.S.

something to smile about. we'll go beachin' tomorrow.

celebrate wifeys birthday...with all her super-friends yadi-yada! it's supposed to be recession, right?

oh well.

ciao!

die another day

my dawg ramboo is dying...

i dunno what happened to him. my heart's really heavy right now. i love that dog.

he is one true loyal and trusted guard dog you can count on.

the moment he's out of his cage, he goes around the house and do his job.. and he does it well..

don't ya die on me, man!

septuagenarian

heeeeyyy!

zup?

ya mind if i talk to ya tomorrow?? of course ya don't, yeah?

i knew it.

anyhoo, i hope to look this good when i'm in his age!



fierce!

summer song

though i'm in some kinda trouble, i always play hard.



pump it up, joe!

shake 'em up!

now, this is what ya call innovation!



seriously?!

dough, i'm nuts!

money!!!!!!!!

i'm running short these days, that's what!

yeah, yeah.. don't spend more than you can earn.. i know the drill.

gotta find a way to work around this predicament....

off to rob a bank, homs..

ala John Dillinger!

breakfast at tiffany

ey!

well, it's early in the morning.. been waking up this way for eons now.. i would wake up otherwise if i had a choice..

sad news. a buddy of mine just left for the US yet again. didn't i mentioned a few post ago that most of my pal ain't here no more??

what can i say?? looking for a greener pasture, i guess.

well, his family (wife and son) are there already, so it's exciting for him to go while in most cases, they have to leave their families behind.

anyway, i'll miss that guy cos he used to be my gym buddy. we both have so much respect for each other.

**

meanwhile, i've gotten really stronger in the gym, thank you. i guess when you put your mind into something, you're really bound to go somewhere, yeah?

what's really amazing or shall i say a feather on my cap, is that i got there training with a little help and not much supplementation.. i do have a double servings of caffeine and ten grams of creatine a day. that's about it.

eating five to six meals a day is a routine.. if i skip a mid-morning/afternoon meal, i'll be damn.

i wish it'd be simpler.

anyway, thanks to torrent, i can finally watch the Eraserhead's reunion concert.

SSsssssssshhhhh...

chowin' out!

lea... constantina...

i'm forever in-love with Lea Salonga... she's just soooooo.. uhm!

grrrrrr!!!

hmp!



what can i say??? good material for revival though.. just sayin'....

sensual

ok, this one's funny and uhm... sexy!



we should have a contest like this somewhere.. nyahahaha!

four on the floor!

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just reminiscing the good ol' days, yeh!!!

SR2 in the company of hot nurses.

oh yeah!

yep, it took me a while.. as always.

well, i was busy.

doin' the things i love and uhm, restin' in between.

i do have loads of point to drive at.. like, why do so many people in my country wanna be nurse??

what's so appealing with this job anyway??

long before these guys even get a hold of their diplomas and whatnot, i've been there and back.

ask me why??

talk about on-the-job training and i'm it.

pop was bedridden for over a year while momma suffered waaaayy too many trips to the hospital... 'til she took her last breath.

still have goosebumps whenever i think of those days.. shoot, i'm misty eyed.

no, t'was never a cool experience.. thus, i wouldn't wanna be in some medical course nor i would encourage my son.

all my memories about hospital, white unform, doc, and everything in between ain't too happy...

must be the pay and the chance to get out of this... i dunno country.

most of my pals, they ain't here no more.

figures.

to sir jerry aka SR2, get well soon brotha... i know you're made of some kinda steel somewhere so you will survive this ordeal and get out in one piece.

hope you have a plentiful of good nurses and docs by your side over there.

be well.

ads no more

there.

gone.

squeaky clean, yeah?

i'm happy now.

later.

eff it.

i'm a sellout i know.

next week no more ads and those darn flashy chickenshit "flowers."

promise.

somethin' somethin'

busy.

yep. trying to figure out life.

you can call that, uhm, mid-life crisis. ha ha!

it's pretty weird, actually... how the heck did i come this far and haven't done much with me's and other's life???

or am i just forgetful??

shit.

trying to make sense here...

well, i could've made a choice.

risk a little bit more.

took a decisive approach.

but i always choose the easy route.

yeah, i said it before and i'm sayin' it again - i hate to stressed myself out!

i haven't really gone out with so much zest for anything.

mediocre is an understatement.

i. suck.

so i'm hard on myself... yeah, i needed that!

on the other side of the spectrum, i'm great.

how? by busting my chops.. now, i need to reverse that... uhm, maybe balance it out.

keyword: work harder.

lets see if these tough words translates into action.


meanwhile, will you watch this??




word: boring.

crystal baller

oh hello there!

well, i'm 56 so i'm kinda slow.. no typo in that post below... sorry to disappoint you momma!

anyhoo, i do get a few compliments when i brought along Neil wherever i go.. some people say something like "is he your younger bro??" wahahahaha!!!

really.

especially when i'm on street clothes.. ya know, rugged look.

there are days i feel like shaving... sometimes i just let 'em grow bushy.. no, not down there.. the face, ya prick!

but if i could have it my way, i'd prefer 'em thick and shaggy.. haven't done anything like that since forever!

oh, throw in some skinhead, tattoos and lotsa piercing.. that'd be nice.

but i'm a blue collared hombre.. so 'til the day i'm fired, retired, retard or otherwise, i'm stuck with my everyday get up.

***

bought this today: Total Upper Body Workout Bar.



why i need this when there's about three of this kind in my gym?

well. cos i wanna do it more often. i mean, even when i'm not doing "back" days i wanna do a few sets just to make me stronger with this exercise.

another thing i bought is an Ab-Roller. this exercise is kickass!

ya gotta try it to believe it.



i got some time in the morning to do this dirty little things.. hehe.. might as well make it productive while waiting for my meal to cool down.

i don't earn a dime promoting this stuff, but heck, they are good!

next purchase (if i get lucky) would be a swiss ball.. i know.. i'm getting too serious and boring.

oh well.

i'm 56.

two days ago, that is.

deym. i'm getting old fast!

there's good news and some bad news...

for starters, i'm smarter now than 10 years ago.. now, if i can only go back and bring with me the knowledge and wisdom i've since accumulated, it'd be cool.

bad news is i'm not as energetic and as adventurous as i used to be. well, i have come full circle... settled.

it's a little late to discover my true passion.. weightlifting.

i squatted 440 pounds earlier today.. not bad for an old timer, yeah?

deadlifted close to 400 pounds last week.. did most of this crazy lifts whilst i'm at this age... what if i got hooked on this thing like when i was a teenager?

one year ago i was a nobody in this gym. today, most of the guys know me.. they stop, stare and look in disbelief whenever i do the darnest thing.. he he!

even the guys on roids can't believe their eyes i can almost equal them in strength.

thanks to the good Lord above, i have no injuries while my roided counterpart, they're aching somewhere.

my juiced ex-partner whom i mentioned here before, he can't believe either.

yet, i train alone. i don't like partners, to be honest. it's like i'm in the 'zone' when i train and partners just gimme some kinda reason to slack... ya know, talk smack all the time.

another thing, i do things differently.

i hate training one body part per day. that's a waste of time.

i'd like to hit 'em big for my buck.



steroid use is pretty rampant in my gym.. seems normal to them.

why this guys are in so much of in a hurry? your guess is good as mine.

as soon as they get off, they shrink.

too expensive. too fleeting. too-tal waste of money.

what's even worst: they're not getting any stronger!

mostly aren't even competing.. just for vanity.

same old... same old..

what i learned most as i grew older?

to K.I.S.S.

Keep. It. Simple. Stupid.

tee-hee!

i hate to start.

coz when i start, it'll be hard to stop.

now, the single, biggest, million dollar question is???

where do i begin????

boom!

thoughts flew off... the wind caught 'em all!

well, i've been busy fillin' up my 'toolbox.'

meaning?

learning.

lotsa shit, tell ya that..

anyhoo, i suck on the information department.. i will never ever be a good storyteller in this lifetime so suck it up, bubba!

gotta get my sleep, i just squatted over 400 pounds of hard metal earlier for five repetitions.. oh, been doin' that for quite sometime now..

'til next time.

phoenix

*cough* *cough*

i dunno what's causing the effin' sore all over my upper body.. is it the all-out ballz-to-the-wall workout or that steamy two-hours of "hard" massage i had which both happened yesterday.

oh yeah, the massage left a real nice good imprint on my memory.. ha ha!

i dunno. maybe i have a dirty mind or t'was just a little "cutting edge" the way they do things in there.. she practically rode me and our bodies rubbed on each other half the time.. like her *uhm* is thisclose for comfort to mine.. whatever. didn't do nada.

i assume it was just it - clean massage.

i stepped it up a notch in the gym... yet i'm supposed to back off this month to give my body a much needed rest.

thus, the much needed massage once in a while.






oh yeah, hate it to break it to ya...

i'm back bitches!




what can i say, i dig taylor swift....

i'm done.

this is it.

i'm most likely done.

here.

blogging.

no point.

going further.

i have better use of my time elsewhere than tell you 'bout sweet nothings.

it's ironic.

cos now i can write whatever.. whenever i want.

after all,

i've been connected since months ago.

but i don't feel like it anymore.

oh, life.

but wait....



'til then.

OUT.

could have, should have

booooo-hoooooo!!!

to me.

well, i think i can forget about this blog. there ain't much action going on around here. outside it is.

been busy being swole and sore.. yah, i find it more rewarding... exhilarating..

if only i could transmit my thoughts in here like in an instant, it'll be like twitter.

sooooo much information would've been transcribed and it would have been, crap, boring!!!

nope, i'm not a member and no plans whatsoever. ya hear that, ya facebook farm-town-fanatics??!

anyhoo, i'm ready to hit the sack yet again... i'm sore now, alright.. tomorrow, i'll swell.. cos mah muscles are gonna be bursting outta my shirt, homie!

lotsa love, babe.

Paris

hu-whow!!!

din't saw this but it kinda make me wanna cry...



whatevs!

R.I.P. M.J.

LOL!!!!

hot chills

*yawn*

i've been sleeping really early these days.. oh shit, it's time to hit the sack!

joke.

yeah, wifey told me last night i'm such a bore.

well, i told ya... it's been routine since God-knows-when.

home-work-home... wait, there's gym and bringing slash fetching Neil to and from school.

she finds me boring cos i seem to be 'content' with all the things i'm doing.. but that's not really the case.

my mind is always working.. thinking.. wandering.. busy with all the things i got myself into.

no more night life... tsk.. tsk.. tsk..

i'm just being smart. tearing myself down in the gym like almost on a daily basis, i gotta have ample amount of rest.

not only that. i've been waking up real early too. heck, that's not my style, homie.

i'm usually late.

you can call it a 180 degrees turn since i started this cool habit of workin' out.

drawbacks: a lot.

barely meet my pals... ya know, the good ol' pals that i hang out with before.

it's almost zero to nil.

i do have a few pals... those who share the same passion as me.. no depth, though.

sure, no biggy.

at least i get to socialize a bit.. share my thoughts.. open my mind.. learn.. impart.. give a bit of myself to others.. be inspired.. inspire people..

hell, this is fun, homs!

of course, i never stop there.. i hang around forums too!

and whaddyaknow??!

it's a different field now.. gotta say, i've leveled up!

quite frankly, i'm happy of how things are shaping up.. of course, there are days that's just boring cos things just seem so redundant, but who cares? i'm makin' progress...

though not in leaps and bounds... it's a slow but sure process.

if partying and going out drinking, smoking, dancing, meeting strangers and having sex is fun for ya, lemme die now.

on a second thought, it's fun to do all that once in a while.

ting! ding! ding! ding!

bed is calling... peace and love.

talk to ya later guyz!

this is it.

ey yo!

zup??

been really lazy these days. i don't feel like blogging anymore. MJ's dead. more reason not to write 'bout nothing. guess everyone already said their piece about him.

that's it. got no more to add.

i'd rather watch Ronnie Coleman train.



he's not only a freak of nature in terms of strength and size, the dude is one helluva funny guy too!

got a few of his videos... sssshhhhhh... it's a secret how i got it.

this week is de-loading week... meaning, i'd go easy in the gym and get off the fuckin' juice.. ooopppsss!! the "F" word found its way again in here.. sorry.

the juice, you ask?

just supplements, homie.. nothing to be alarm about.

oh well, it's been boring as of late. the routine i'm having these days, a vicious cycle.

what i really, really like to do right now is go somewhere far with Neil and never come back ever again... maybe live in some beach or the wilderness... away from the stress and civilization.. just explore the world and discover new things.

whatta adventure, yeah??!

but i'm being redundant.

ciao!

father time

trolling.

yerp, that's what i'm good at these days.

har.. har..

uhm, i'm having a ball with this torrent thingy.. ooopppsss!!!

piracy!!!!

oh, 'bout last week's house blessing of my gym buddy slash competitor (friendly) slash namesake, etc.

t'was awkward.

i dunno but the guy wants to be my super-friend. nah, i'm not known to be one.. i've been burned a lot with these so called "friends" before thus, my attitude.

just like Angelina Jolie, i don't trust no one. as in nada.

well, i admire his charisma... his ability to speak his mind, rather, spontaneously and i'm afraid to say, the dawg does make a lot of sense.

makes me feel less.

shet!

ok, not really. we all have our own forte.

i shine in my own little way, tell ya that... i'd love to brag about it, but it's for you to find out.

how???!

i don't know.

i am just as stranger of my own self.

it's a journey...

a continuing discovery..

learning..

but i digress.

**

i'm a snub.

even the hottest girl in the gym, they'd probably think i'm gay!

well, cos i don't make contact... not even a glance.. har har!

what for??

i'm just it.

not friendly.

but some people just couldn't resist... they make the first move.

like this week, i got a few guys come up to me and start a conversation.

one guys seyz, "you always love it there.. in the power rack, yeah?"

"yep," i said stoically.

one thing led to another, next thing i knew i'm friggin' giving him advices.

shet!

another guy saw me doin' something ridiculous (in his eyes), blurted somethin' like, "are you into powerlifting?"

"nope. i do this all for fun."

and he said, "well, i'm outta shape that's why i'm doin' some hi-repetition stuff."

at the back of my alcohol fried brain i said, "whose asking, homie?"

anyway, i said i'm just like him before.. outta shape.. as in, inside and out.

fat, drunkard, smoker (i can smell his breath 50 meters away he's been puffing marloboro!), short of breath... yadi yada..

he said, "well, don't drink, but i smoke a lot!"

there's yer answer, bubba!

quit wondering.

my bad on the drunkard part.. you look like one. hik hik!

**

another day, another foreigner came up to me and said, "whoa there mate! you train like three hours??!!"

i said, "nope. about two."

"were you in that bodybuilding seminar?" he blurted.

"nada."

he said, "well, the speaker sez one hour is more than enough... man, i'm 56, i gotta really start slow and work my way up.."

"whatever." i rolled my eyes whispering.

i did noticed how he took real good care of his joints... he kept rolling his shoulder and stretched out his arms and chest every reps.

good job!

then he mentioned that after hours of eating iron, he's freakin' hungry and who knows what the hell is goin' through his mind... what about moi... how do i deal with the pang??

i said, "well, that's why i got some sugar-coated peanuts ready for some poppin'."

"smart move!"

"gotta go now!"

i said "bye" and head down to the cardio area.

gotta get me that boom boom pow time!

priceless.

same move.. every time... right hook rollin', right hook rollin'....

Ricky Hatton Interview

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happy father's day y'all!

shet!

for real.

i wanna say something out of all the BS we've talked about earlier, but i can't friggin' get my brains together.

one, i'm too drunk.

whoa!

careful now...

i wouldn't wanna spill anything stupid now, would i?

yah! yah!

we've been downing beer after beer since one o' clock... it's almost nine now.. go figure..

what's worst, i get to drive at my most weakest moments, thanks to wifey who'd rather play cards than bring me and Neil home... oh yeah, taught her how to spin the cage.

we got lost along the way... so shet, yeah?

two, t'was the first time i get to step foot in my bud's place (will explain that later when i'm sober) so, i'm not too familiar with their road network.. uhm, not when it's dark and i'm inebriated... catch my drift?

overall, t'was fun, yarp, but dangerous... adventurous... boring... awakening...

forgive me, but those i've mentioned, it all makes lotsa sense...

later.

sob... hik... yawn.. grrrr... zzzzz...

it's in the image

whew!

fever is imminent.

it's the weather.

classes had begun. well, i've been waking up early for a couple of months now. no biggy.

what i hate though is waking up late. no, it's nice to sleep a lot longer, but not during working/school days... it's frigging traffic out there and rushing to get things done is a pain in the arse.

the routine is a killer.. sleep and wake-up early (read: no more CSI's, late night documentaries at DC, etc.).. bring/fetch Neil, work, hit the gym - lift and cardio hard.. in between 'em, you wouldn't wanna know.

i don't know when i'm gonna start getting serious around here.. the cyberspace, i mean.. then maybe earn some serious moolah like the guy i read in some forum whose earning hundreds of thousands of pesos-es thanks to adsense and whatever whatchamacallit.. yarp, i'd like to be in his shoes any given Sunday.

ok, make that everyday.

shet, some people can spend loads of time doin' Facebook, Friendster, Multiply, Tweeter and all that "IN" fad of the month thingy.. whoa there, mate!

ya serious??

is that life to ya????

i'd rather go beachin'.

cruisin' on my bike with Neil out of town..

or, just read the news on the internet... yeah, that should stimulate my idle brain, i guess.

or write something here... watch movies.. listen to music.. sleep.

i find 'em more productive.

but that's just me, homs.

sip.. surf.. Zzzzzz...

she

lets perk it up!

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now, lets talk about training now, shall we?

i wasn't gonna go to the gym today cos i had a bad case of sleep deprivation, thanks to wifey and Neil partying 'til 1am, got me all worried waiting for their asses to arrive.

ended up sipping a few glasses of vodka to sorta calm me down.

they arrived, thank you. was able to hit the sack around 2am.

ended up taking a half day leave from work and argued with myself no end whether i should hit the iron or just call it a day.

i choose the former.

man!!!!

my dumbbell (DB) press is still stuck at 90 pounds. what am i to do? do it three days per week. by week three, i should set a new personal record (PR).

hopefully.

the rest of the big guns had gone up considerably. squats and deadlifts are almost at 400 pounds, barbell (BB) row's over 200 pounds.

looking good, yeah?

the presses, however, are my waterloo.

well, i guess, i can't have 'em all, is it?

but i'll push it.

lookin' forward.

My fake plastic love

oh man! don't wanna talk about that darn love thang...



best of luck though.

almonds

*chuckle*

*sniff*

*sniff*

*gulp*

*sarcasm mode: on*

*sarcasm mode: off*


what's the point?

none really.

just messing around.

am really hungry, dawg.

but the food in the fridge: frozen.

i'd like to defrost 'em fast... no, make that super fast!

but the microwave's broken!

sheeeet!

what's left to do?

oatmeal.

boil 'em a bit, mix 'em all up and voila!

meal is prepared.

then again, gotta wait for it to cool down.

nuts would have been great... ya know, tide things over.

... and keep me from getting NUTS due to hunger!

tsk.. tsk..

gawd, sucks to be alone, ey?!

is this an oven or a washing machine??

buck rogers

yarp, i'm on it again..



if i write something tonight, my brain will explode.

so, zit.

JUST LIKE HEAVEN

with no thoughts to share the world...

i got this for ya instead...

Cure - Just Like Heaven
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hope ya like it!

scandalicious

oh the scandal!

pervs!

yarp, what are you trying to prove filming your steamy moment with, argh!, every woman you bedded?

isn't it enough you sleep with yer fantasy girl?

or shall i say, those who took your bait??

but thanks... for the 'entertainment', homs.. or should i say, horney!?

i was having a ball!

my officemates too!

some people.

ya think they have it all.. money, looks, friends, the brahs!

only to discover their sexcapades gets out in the open... dawg, when there is smoke, there is fire... i guaranfuckintee it!!

nuff with the darn brotherhood, ey??

anyhoo, some Perez Hilton slash Mario Armando Lavandeira thinks some ghey should've won that overrated AI thingy.. ya must've been disappointed some guy out of nowhere, a choir leader (?) of some church you wouldn't wanna be in, bagged the title, yeah??

cut it buddy. not all folks in America thinks like you.. same sex marriage my ass!

i'd rather be a PETAn.

i

rest

my

case.

flat tire

aloha!

i know i suck.. my apologies.

got tied down with a shitload of work, what else?

oh yeah, i'm still bustin' my balls in the gym, thank you.

i'm on double-split routine 'til Neil starts goin' to school next month. meaning, early morning and at evening time i'll eat iron for two straight days then chill... hmmmm.. not really, no weights, but instead, i hit the treadmill or abuse the elliptical machine.. the latter's pretty intense, tell ya that.

lotsa work stressed me out real bad this week... i practically dreamt of 'em.. it's like having a nightmare, mate.

one by one they all fall down (read: fixed) but another one pops up again.

when the dust settles, promise i'll do better in this part of place.

it's just that i'm ready to hit the sack when i'm home.. pretty much like an old fart these days... gotta get that beauty sleep, and early.

later guys, gals and gheyz.. pillow and bed calling...

ZZZzzzzzz...

Mexican Assasin

nope, i ain't done yet.



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rush hours

in case you've been living under a rock for the past thirty years, i've been busting my chops in the gym... i made a promise to myself i'd be leaner this summer, ok, make that the whole year round... starting this year... six pack was the original plan but it was too steep for a goal.

but i'm on track for my target... no, not the six pack mark... but being lean and mean.

thus, i suck in this part of place.

so many things had happened.. met a few of my pals.. again. funny. just when i thought we'd never meet again, they suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

we're you reading my blog, hombres?

nah, this ain't advertised anywhere.. i prefer it that way... let's keep it low.

a new partner of mine had been aiming for 20+ inches of arms.. yeah buddy, but you gotta eat lotsa cow to get that "coveted" size.. nope, i'm not aiming for that.. i'd rather be lean, strong, muscular.. not hulking like a giant bear!

oh, did i mention you need to roid up?

i'd rather bunny up the treadmill.. i'm up to 45 minutes of super incline at 3.5 mph... not bad for an old timer, ey?

update ya later when time is on my side... later.

Battle of East and West - Video

this never gets old...

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H1N1

lights out.

how ya like that Mayweather, Sr.?

ya junior's next.

Battle of East and West

GO Pacman!!! GO Philippines!!!

woooohooooo!!!!!!

shhhh-wine!

damn flu, ey?

Silicon!!!

rant rampage

what is with this ghey people asking stupid question during a beauty contest? crap man! ya quote the great leaders before and i'm betting my house they won't agree with what yer fighting for!

equal rights my a$$!

**

speed demons on the loose!

well, a bus fall off the hill this week killing two.. my officemate crashed his bike breakin' his darn foot.. most of my peers says he loves to speed up goin' in and out of the office.. did i mention he's a member of some bike club slash speed advocates??

figures.

more people crashin' out.. earlier a PUJ (public utility jeepney) went berserk and rear ended a taxi.. rumor has it somebody perished from that accident. whew!

a car burst into flames after it went wackin' straight to an electric post.. killing yet again, two people... teenagers at that.

pity.

***

i haven't seen most of my 'close' pals as of late.. i dunno... even my best friend's shadow, nada.

guys, you're bunch o' wuzz!

quite frankly, you're good for nothing.

i take that back.

you're good at something.. right...

when we're boozing it all up!!!

oh, i did met/encounter a few this week. eugene who just arrived from london came by the office.. he's our former service director.. that's like tops, dude.

guess what? he lost 100 pounds after a year of hiatus.

unfortunately, he's sagging all over... he did lotsa cardio like swimming and walking.

there.

a friend texted earlier... we're supposed to have dinner at his house.. bad news: i erased the number of those who choose to not keep in touch... now, i dunno him from adam.

ok, i have a slight idea, but when i ask for his name he choose to snubbed me.. hhhmmm.. are you hurt i wiped your name out of my phone book, hombre?

newsflash: i've been able to roll without you 'pals.'

there ain't no way i can't pressed on s'more now without yer company, dontchathink?

so, i decided to go straight - to my home.. not yers, braw.

***

another friend who i spend most of my drunkin' weekends with, went brrrrrr for months now.. again, i dunno what's the deal.

but lemme tell you something... it's all good.

been able to concentrate on my quest and right on the money to reach my goal.

thanks y'all for not bothering me.

it's pretty boring though... this road i decided to take, it's all routinary.

you win some.. you lose some... got more friends in the gym these days, however.

no, i didn't bought them alcohol.. i simply bust my chops and earned their respect.

yes homie, these days, that's the place where i get to socialize.. the gym.

clean fun, eh?

**

rant over.

40 WAYS WHY MEN FAIL IN BED

{for lack of better things to post... dug this somewhere.. here goes nothing!}


1) NOT KISSING FIRST. Avoiding her lips and
diving straight for the erogenous zones makes her
feel like you're paying by the hour and trying to get
your money's worth by cutting out nonessentials. A
properly passionate kiss is the ultimate form of
foreplay.

2) BLOWING TOO HARD IN HER EAR. Admit it,
some kid at school told you girls love this. Well,
there's a difference between being erotic and
blowing as if you're trying to extinguish the
candles on your 50th birthday cake. That hurts.

3) NOT SHAVING. You often forget you have a
porcupine strapped to your chin which you rake
repeatedly across your partner's face and thighs.
When she turns her head from side to side, it's not
passion, its avoidance. (although personally,
i like that feelin, it kinda tickles)

4) SQUEEZING HER BREAST. Most men act like
a housewife testing a melon for ripeness when
they get their hand on a pair. Stroke, caress, and
soothe them.

5) BITING HER NIPPLES. Why do men fasten
onto a woman's nipples, and then clamp down like
they're trying to deflate her body via her breasts?
Nipples are highly sensitive. They can't stand up
to chewing. Lick and suck them gently. Flicking
your tongue across them is good. Pretending
they're a doggie toy isn't.

6) TWIDDLING HER NIPPLES. Stop doing that
thing where you twiddle the nipples between
fingers and thumb like you're trying to find a radio
station in a hilly area. Focus on the whole breasts,
not just the exclamation points.

7) IGNORING THE OTHER PARTS OF HER
BODY. A woman is not a highway with just three
turnoffs: BreastVille, East and West, and the
Midtown Tunnel. There are vast areas of her body
which you've ignored far too often as you go
bombing straight into downtown Vagina. So start
paying them some attention.

8) GETTING THE HAND TRAPPED. Poor
manual dexterity in the underskirt region can result
in tangled fingers and underpants. If you're going
to be that aggressive, just ask her to take the
damn things off.

9) LEAVING HER A LITTLE PRESENT. Condom
disposal is the man's responsibility. You wore it,
you store it.

10) ATTACKING THE CLITORIS. Direct pressure
is very unpleasant, so gently rotate your fingers
along side of the clitoris.

11) STOPPING FOR A BREAK. Women, unlike
men, don't pick up where they left off. If you stop,
they plummet back to square one very fast. If you
can tell she's not there, keep going at all costs,
numb jaw or not.

12) UNDRESSING HER AWKWARDLY. Women
hate looking stupid, but stupid she will look when
naked at the waist with a sweater stuck over her
head. Unwrap her like an elegant present, not a
kid's toy.

13) GIVING HER A WEDGIE DURING
FOREPLAY. Stroking her gently through her
panties can be very sexy. Pulling the material up
between her thighs and yanking it back and forth
is not.

14) BEING OBSESSED WITH THE VAGINA.
Although most men can find the clitoris without
maps, they still believe that the vagina is where it's
all at. No sooner is your hand down there than
you're trying to stuff stolen banknotes up a
chimney. This is okay in principle, but if you're not
careful, it can hurt - so don't get carried away. It's
best to pay more attention to her clitoris and the
exterior of her vagina at first, then gently slip a
finger inside her and see if she likes it.

15) MASSAGING TOO ROUGHLY. You're
attempting to give her a sensual, relaxing
massage to get her in the mood. Hands and
fingertips are okay; elbows and knees are not.

16) UNDRESSING PREMATURELY. Don't force
the issue by stripping before she's at least made
some move toward getting your stuff off, even if
it's just undoing a couple of buttons.

17) TAKING YOUR PANTS OFF FIRST. A man in
socks and underpants is at his worst. Lose the
socks first!

18) GOING TOO FAST. When you get to the
penis-in-vagina situation, the worst thing you can
do is pump away like an industrial power tool -
she'll soon feel like an assembly-line worker made
obsolete by your technology. Build up slowly, with
clean, straight, regular thrusts.

19) GOING TOO HARD. If you bash your great
triangular hip bones into her thigh or stomach, the
pain is equal to two weeks of horseback riding
concentrated into a few seconds.

20) COMING TOO SOON. Every man's fear. With
reason. If you shoot before you see the whites of
her eyes, make sure you have a backup plan to
ensure her pleasure too. (i absolutely agree on this)

21) NOT COMING SOON ENOUGH. It may
appear to you that humping for an hour without
climaxing is the mark of a sex god, but to her it's
more likely the mark of a numb vagina. At least
buy some intriguing wall hangings, so she has
something to hold her interest while you're playing
Marathon Man.

22) ASKING IF SHE HAS COME. You really
ought to be able to tell. Most women make noise.
But if you really don't know, don't ask

23) PERFORMING ORAL SEX TOO GENTLY.
Don't act like a giant cat at a saucer of milk. Get
your whole mouth down there, and concentrate on
gently rotating or flicking your tongue on her
clitoris.

24) NUDGING HER HEAD DOWN. Men persist in
doing this until she's eyeball-to-penis, hoping that
it will lead very swiftly to mouth-to-penis. All
women hate this. It's about three steps from being
dragged to a cave by their hair. If you want her to
use her mouth, use yours; try talking seductively to
her.

25) NOT WARNING HER BEFORE YOU
CLIMAX. Sperm tastes like sea water mixed with
egg white. Not everybody likes it. When she's
performing oral sex, warn her before you come so
she can do what's necessary.

26) MOVING AROUND DURING FELLATIO.
Don't thrust. She'll do all the moving during fellatio.
You just lie there. And don't grab her head.

27) TAKING ETTIQUETTE ADIVE FROM PORN
MOVIES. In X-rated movies, women seem to love
it when men ejaculate over them. In real life, it just
means more laundry to do.

28) MAKING HER RIDE ON TOP FOR AGES.
Asking her to be on top is fine. Lying there
grunting while she does all the hard work is not.
Caress her gently, so that she doesn't feel quite
so much like the captain of a schooner. And let
her have a rest.

29) ATTEMPTING ANAL SEX AND
PRETENDING IT WAS AN ACCIDENT. This is
how men earn a reputation for not being able to
follow directions. If you want to put it there, ask her
first. And don't think that being drunk is an excuse.

30) TAKING PICTURES. When a man says, "Can
I take a photo of you?" she'll hear the words "__to
show my buddies." At least let her have custody of
them.

31) NOT BEING IMAGINATIVE ENOUGH.
Imagination is anything from drawing patterns on
her back to pouring honey on her and licking it off.
Fruit, vegetables, ice and feathers are all handy
props; hot candle wax and permanent dye are a
no-no.

32) SLAPPING YOUR STOMACH AGAINT
HERS. There is no less erotic noise. It's as sexy
as a belching contest.

33) ARANGING HER IN STUPID POSES. If she
wants to do advanced yoga in bed, fine, but
unless she's a Romanian gymnast, don't get too
ambitious. Ask yourself if you want a sexual
partner with snapped hamstrings.

34) LOOKING FOR HER PROSTATE. Read this
carefully: Anal stimulation feels good for men
because they have a prostate. Women don't.

35) GIVING LOVE BITES. It is highly erotic to
exert some gentle suction on the sides of the
neck, if you do it carefully. No woman wants to
have to wear turtlenecks and jaunty scarves for
weeks on end.

36) BARKING INSTRUCTIONS. Don't shout
encouragement like a coach with a megaphone.
It's not a big turn-on.

37) TALKING DIRTY. It makes you sound like a
lonely magazine editor calling a 1-900 line. If she
likes nasty talk, she'll let you know

38) NOT CARING WHETHER SHE COMES. You
have to finish the job. Keep on trying until you get
it right, and she might even do the same for you.

39) SQUASHING HER. Men generally weigh
more than women, so if you lie on her a bit too
heavily, she will turn blue.

40) NOT THANKING HER. Don't forget that you're
a fuckin' slob. And you're lucky to have that
goddess in your life. Be sure to thank her with
BOTH words and actions.

come down

shoot!!!

been looking for this in YouTube.. good thing, they don't have the monopoly of music videos...


Come Down - Click here for another funny movie.

the weekend top

hhhmmmmm... just came from a recollection.. ya know, do some "reflection" thingy..

i'm a little 'veteran' when it comes to this thing.. you won't get me... to open.. confess and share my little space called 'privacy.'

some had wept.. others even wailed..

i say, cut it!

OMG!

why all the dramz??

**

this week, i again bump into this burly guy, the ex of my former officemate slash fling-fling, gym mate.

do ya copy that? he's my gym mate, chad.

though, he towers over me, you can flip the coin a million times, but i'm soooooo much stronger than this mofo!

i'm guessing he knows me.. what's more, he's intimidated.

anyhoo, i have no beef with this chump.. in fact, one of these days i'll come up to him and come clean..

i'm gonna find a way to lead our conversation into that part where i inadvertently entered the picture and mess it all up for them..

i mean, for real. i haven't had that closure and this might be it.

i'm hoping he's not gonna try and screw around cos i've seen him lift and i'm not impressed.. he better behave!

fingers crossed, but the coming week might be it.

wish me luck!

***



in another gym story, i'm a bit sore today... though i only got to eat iron for four days this week, it was all full-throttle..

it'll be like this whole year round... injury forbids.

another thing, finally got to use the wrist strap properly... i've been doin' it wrong for eons!! can't believe it neither... after a few experimentation, got it right! expect some wicked hypertrophy in the days to come... i'm feeling it right now already!

**

one more thing, there should be some improvements here in the weeks to come... no, not the ads, it's something i've been planning.. i might finally be able to get it done.

later!

beee zeee

yowsa!

after a long weekend, i got a plateful of work waiting on my table.. geez!

thus.

well, it was nice there.. ya know, the beach we spent our saturday and easter sunday.. t'was surprisingly peaceful while the rest of the beach nearby, or the beach near our place was pretty crowded and rowdy.. whaddya expect? it's summer and an easter, homs..

unfortunately, we came with lotsa excess baggage.. not to mention, the company wifey choose to hang out with, they're kinda 'different.' apples and oranges, anyone?

i didn't got drunk even with the two cases of beer we brought along.. almost fifty bottles to be precise.. tsk.. tsk..

well, made up for the lag time swimming -- a lot.. the resort is equipped with a pool and a mini-gym.. they should've called it tiny-gym.. cos it's soooooo tight there.. at least i had a few good sets.. work with whatever you have, right?

gawd, i miss the beach, so i went down and smoke 'em away! ha ha!

surprisingly, i still have "it" even if it's been eons since i last dipped on a pool slash beach..

Neil had a blast! he's pretty confident with his strokes, ya know, that doggy kinda way of keeping yourself afloat.. he probably lost a few pounds hanging around the pool, like the whole day!

be back for more news... can't wait to watch this:



chow!

Holy!

happy halloween!!!

err... whadya call that, good friday?

whatever.

thanks to a long weekend, i got to do lotsa stuff online.. if you're a techY kinda guy, you should visit Max' site.. it's loaded with useful stuff.. oh, i ain't spoilin' nothing.. just give it a go.

if you've been wondering why i haven't posted 'bout my workouts, well, that's because i STOP doin' so.

kidding.

well, it's been intense, but i gotta keep the details close to my chest -- for now.

one thing though, i get to do the threadmill at a maximum incline and almost at a running pace for 30 minutes.. post workout.

so there.

lemme get back to ya after i burn more of my brows surfin' while on DVD marathon..

ciao!

P.S.

by the way, that picture above?

just another whackout to catch your attention..

come together now

hey yo!

took a leave today... what can i say, i oversleep, dam'it!

the culprit? it's the darn brandy!

i got carried away..

sipping my poison while watching the pictures of my former officemates who had since went on their separate ways, i felt nostalgic.. wow, it's almost surreal.. it'll be my 10th year this year working for the same old company that my boss' started with me and a handful of gals and guys on-board as a pioneering employee..

now, we've grown leaps and bounds.. like we have branches all over the place.. many had come and go, but here i am, still standing among the few who were there from the get go.

why i'm still here? read back, honey!

guess i miss a lot of things... my former forum-mates, the guys i've worked with before, the beach, my brothers, a sister, my late ma and pa... hhhmmmmm.. i can go on forever.

lights out.

twisted

been really busy doin' boatload of other things... thus.

got lotsa thoughts running through my head, but just couldn't gather 'em back for this.. sooo shet, eh??



ooooppps!!!

i'll get back to ya when i'm finally able to pick up my garbled brain... it's scattered all over the place.. like dog *toooooot*

"holy week" is coming up.. start cleansing ya self, homie!

oh, before i go, at 10:00 tonight, there's another activity some chump thought the children of the future would appreciate... save oxygen!

it's easy actually. when the clock hits 10, you just need to hold your breath for, get this, an hour, momma! can you sacrifice an hour to preserve that much needed H2O which could, at the rate we pollute our air these days, save our children from oxygen deprivation?




go figure!

checking out.

the planet

at 8:30 tonight, ya gotta turn off the lights for an hour... that's 20:30, military time.. this has something to do with some Earth day commemoration slash celebration mambo-jambo yet again thingy spearheaded by these so called "Environmentalist" wackos!

right.

maybe we should include a "No-Smoking" or "No using of Car, etc." day... what else? hhhmmmmm.. turn off everything that uses electricity, fuel, and whatnot.. then, we might save our dear planet.. not some half-ass turn-off the light whatchamacallit gloopy crap.. sorry for the word, earthlings.


i rest my case.

***

anyhoo, accompanied Neil to his circumcision yesterday... prior to that, he was all giddy that he's about to become a "man."

when t'was time to get "the cut," he freaked out and wanted to bail.. not so fast, boy!

the docs and i tried to calm him down to no avail.. 'til he got a taste of that anesthesia injection... he realized it wasn't that painful.. so, the doc went about the whole "operation." though not as seamless as i expected, overjoyed when it was finally over albeit a few jerking from Neil here and there.

so, my son, welcome to manhood, bhoy!

fast and furious

i know i posted 'bout this bike before...but what can i say.. i miss it..



it eats rough road for breakfast... unlike my 'girly' bike now... so slow and hard on my spine... in short, crap!

***

Neil on his younger days...






now,he's about to go through circumcision... how time flies, yeh?

he doesn't wanna be called a "child" anymore... rather, a teen.. whatever kiddo!

Toad

hey man!

supp?

internet connection these day's a drag... i mean, it's almost like stone age again.. ya know, dial-up kinda thing...

sucks big time!

anyhoo, no point complaining.. it's just it.

whaddaya know? i now have two PC's, eh??! finally figured out what's bugging the relic one... i reckoned the PSU and the AVR connived and made me believed the PC has gone loco.. seems only those mentioned above are the effed one.. the rest are working perfectly fine... but not after giving me a huge headache... had to break 'em all down to pieces, literally!

voila!

answer: found.

so, now i need additional keyboard, mouse, joystick and a monitor.. damn, ey??

two is better than one, Albert Einstein said that.. does e=mc2 ring a bell?

yeah, just messing with your head there..

things are pretty dandy and the bases are well covered... thank you.

go fetch, err, figure!

later, homs!

V8

believe!

lotsa crap to rant about... but i'll save it 'til later.. swamped with work here.. but no complains..

it's better this way.

meanwhile, i got my eyes on this one:




later!