I'd been gadding around Eastwood with a fever in the last four hours. And though X-men made it worth all my sniffing, I still feel like crud all the same.

A cure! I need a cure! Gaah. *sniff*

Shawn Ashmore/Bobby Drake/Iceman is as hot as ever, no pun or sarcasm or irony intended.

I came all the way from LGV after yet another sleepover at the Fernandezes. And I'd tossed and turned all night, gave up, and decided to watch Teen Titans while ignoring my smarting throat.

So ngayon 88.6 na ako!! At hindi yan radio station!

Last week held one of those rare occurrences when I'm able to walk around free as a bird in such a mall as Robinson's. A lot of... interesting things happened. So I'll let Steph's entry do the talking. (yan ha inadvertise blog mo)

Happy birthday Kristina, Franco, Adrian, Apple, Trina.