Monday, February 22, 2010

Oww! all the thigh muscles I didn't know I had are sore. Thats what I get for going down a cave half-baked.

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  1. dyslexia or maybe its really how men think eh...

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  2. It's certainly not dyslexia not certainly it is.

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  3. By the way, thanks for acknowledging that men think.

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  4. then am boggled, that's what I am..

    (ano naman kaya basa ni Chito nyan - "i was ogled"? or something more severe?)

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  5. The problem with this statement is that one cannot be certain if it was the cave that was half-baked, or the one who got down the cave who is half-baked. In any case, I've not heard of a half-baked cave or a half-baked woman going down a cave. But I've heard of half-naked women going down, and on caves too.

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  6. op kors they think..they think a lot actually...as to what they think about...e ibang usapan na yan...ahaha!

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  7. You are really putting additional strain on your injured foot ha.

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  8. yes,really-bad-of-me...I-was-sweating-like-a-pig-by-the-time-I-reached-the-lower-area-where-we-were-to-go.
    para-akong-naligo-na-nga-sa-tubig..pero-perpiration-yon-from-a-combo-of-things...

    in-for-a-penny,in-for-a-pound..

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  9. btw,the-reason-I-used-the-term-half-baked...was-that-I-didn't-want-to-use-"half-cooked"...

    I'd-say-in-the-vernacular-that-my-going-down-to-the-cave-was-like-"alanganin"-or-parang-"half-cooked".

    On-one-hand,I-felt-the-opportunity-was-there.
    On-the-other-hand,my-left-foot-was-aching-a-little,plus-the-danger-of-slipping-with-no-lights-and-no-ropes-or-something-to-hold-on-to (good-thing-I-didn't-grab-a-rock-and-end-up-touching-a-squiggly-thing).
    It-was-like-being-stuck-in-between.

    I-finally-made-it-in-one-piece..and-back-up-again..but,my-thighs-were-unused-to-the-kind-of-strain-I-was-putting-them-under.
    Well,thats-what-I-get-for-just-sitting-down-long-hours-of-the-day.

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  10. Maganda yang sira ang space bar mo, Cat. Try making a poem.

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  11. eh?how-did-you-know-sira-spacebar-ko?
    I-could-have-been-in-my-"let's-try-something-else"-thingie
    :-)

    ah..baka-don-sa-kay-Chito..

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  12. see e.e.cummings for his comma poems

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  13. wow...I've-not-even-been-to-the-comma-poems..but-am-speechless-at-some-I've-read:

    why must itself up every of a park
    anus stick some quote statue unquote to
    prove that a hero equals any jerk
    who was afraid to dare to answer "no"?

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