AC on Conan

This is a very, very late AC on Conan blog. I avoided reading the thread because I didn't want to know how the interview went, though, I admit that I downloaded the video, tried to watch it but after a minute the video went crazy. So last Monday night, I stayed up 'til about 11 pm, napped a bit and the at round 12:30 am I literally had to hod my eyes so it won't close.

Ahhh... the things I do for Anderson.

The interview was hilarious. It was andergiggles all throughout the show. But I was silently laughing because I my husband was soundly asleep. How could Conan put his coffee or whatever it was he was drinking on top of Anderson's book? It's a good thing Anderson looked cool with it. And Conan, he was brilliant, genius even to be able to pull that off!

Here are some screencaps from the show courtesy of Stillife.

Shaken

The very first thing that woke me up last Saturday was the news about Indonesia. An earthquake has shaken their country once again. It feels like every country in Asia is being punished by natural calamities one by one. Pakistan was hit by an earthquake last December. Indonesia, Sri Lanka, Thailand and India has fallen victim of the 2004 tsunami and I don't think Indonesia has recovered yet and now this...6.3 magnitude earthquake has shaken one of their most populous provinces which as of this moment the death toll is still rising. But that doesn't end there, Mt. Merapi is getting active by the minute and looks like going to erupt any moment. My heart and prayer goes out to them and at the same time I am also thankful that my country has been spared so far from earthquakes.

Of all the natural calamities, I am most afraid of earthquakes, there's no way to go, you can't run, you can't hide, you can't do anything, you are at God's mercy. I pray to God everyday He'd spare our country from it or if it really has to happen I hope I'm with my kids. I can't bear to lose them and just the thought of them growing up without me, it's too heartbreaking so I hope we die together. I hope I'm not being selfish or unfair...it's just a mother's wish.

May His will be done not mine.

A Note of Appreciation and more...

I'm feeling a bit mushy right now so now might be the right time to write this...

A friend of mine, who was also present at the meeting last night asked me, "Why do you like Anderson so much?" he asked me that because I was flashing my Vanity Fair magazine to him with this school/fangirl giggle that probably looked silly to him. I was lost for words, I didn't know how to reply to that question, I only said "because." And then we laughed. But right now, I'm still thinking about that question...why? I was only able to say "because" probably because a one or two sentence is not enough to describe Anderson. He is so complex and so everything I don't even know how to describe him. Anderfans know exactly what I'm talking about but for someone, such as my friend, who hardly know him...it's so difficult to paint a picture of Anderson to him. Words are not enough, you have to kind of "know" Anderson to even begin to describe him.

I've never joined any group or community before, this is my first time. Sure, I've been crazy about other "men" before like Ewan MacGregor, Sting, Simon Baker...etc. but I never joined their fan clubs or anything. And I sure didn't blog about them. I joined the"Hey Arnold! fanclub because I love Arnold and Helga, does that count?

Anyway, whether or not I could put into words why I've gone over the bend and completely lost my mind over Anderson...this I know for sure...I've "met and known" some of the kindest people around the world because of Anderson. Some even went over the extent of offering to buy and send Anderson's book to me, another one offered to FedEx Vanity Fair to me, some have given me kind words when I'm feeling down, very generous and helpful people. If it weren't for Anderson I never would've known them. And now, I've got a new friend from Argentina with whom I constantly exchange email with, we're both "victims" of CNNI when they decided to drop AC360˚.

To all my Anderfriends and visitors of this blog...thank you so much. I am truly honored that you always come back and visit my little space.

Anderson is Home

I got my copy! finally!

I ran, as in literally ran, to Glorietta last night office to get my copy and then ran back again to Paseo de Roxas, near my office, for a meeting. I was so tired and sweaty during the meeting but so what! I'm taking Anderson home with me. lol!

Almost had him!

Last Saturday morning my kids and I went to Ayala Center to buy a birthday gift for my friend's son, Riley. We were walking and talking towards the direction of my favourite magazine store right under the escalator at the Glorietta Activity Center, it's where I buy my copies of Details and Rolling Stones magazines, they must have the latest copy of Vanity Fair magazine, I thought to myself. As we were getting near the store I felt my chest tighten up as if a big reticulated phyton was squeezing the life out of me. I was feeling and I acting like I was about to see Anderson in person. I felt silly and ridiculous but I couldn't help it. I am, after all, tragically in love with supercooper!

I looked on the window display, I saw loads of magazines but I didn't see Vanity Fair with Anderson's face anywhere! I walked inside the store and looked some more, still no sign of Andy! I was beginning to panic and I thought to myself, "Was I too late? Did they run out of copy?" I wanted to scream and cry but my kids were with me. I couldn't let them see the fangirl in me. I need them to respect me, I'm their mother for crying out loud. I tried to calm myself and mustered enough courage to asked the sales person calmly if they had the latest issue of VF, frankly, I didn't want to ask because I might not be able to handle the answer very well. "Please, please let me have a copy," I whispered to myself while the sales person helped me find VF. After a few seconds, I finally saw Anderson! no wonder I couldn't find him, the magazine was piled in a plastic container on the floor! How could they do this to Anderson, these people have no respect!

Anderson is finally here, I couldn't believe it. I almost kissed and hugged the magazine but decided to save it for later. Hah!

The magazine cost Php465.00 it's roughly around $9.00 so I checked my money and found out that I only have Php1,500. I couldn't believe that I may not bring Anderson home. Arrgh!!! I took my kids and desperately looked for a Landbank ATM machine to withdraw money, but I couldn't find one. I hate Landbank, it's ruining my Anderlovelife! I work for the goverment so I'm a Landbank account holder nowadays. I could use my available money to buy the magazine and the gift for Riley but my kids won't eat, tough decision, really! :)

I left the magazine store with a heavy heart, I couldn't take Anderson home with me but I made a promise that I will come back and take him with me.

I'm going there today after office, gosh, I so hope he's still there.


very nice photos provided by justjared.

like a rolling stone...

I remember an episode of "My Name is Earl" that I watched a few weeks ago, it's about Earl becoming a teacher for minorities living in the states. He used to make fun and ridicule them. He treated them with no respect at all. Bad Earl! But this isn't about Earl, this is about me...making up for things I've ever done to all the government employees I have insulted, made fun of, mocked and ridiculed in my lifetime. In a way, I've treated them with little or no respect at all, too. And now...the world comes full circle (yay! for the AC360 reference). It's time for me to pay!

When I get my papers, which I suppose will happen very soon, I will be, officially, an employee of the government. Who would have thought that I'll work in a government office. Not even in my wildest dream...sometimes I'd wish working in a government office but only half-jokingly.

Oh, dear. What I have I gotten myself into. All I remember is that I answered an ad from Manila Bulletin for an office here in Valero, Makati, looking for a graphic artist, then after a month they called me up for an interview. I was asked if I had any problem working for the government, I said no and that's it. On the very next day they e-mailed me a job offer, the salary is okay, a little higher than my previous salary. And I get to work in Makati again. I missed working in Makati!

I think I'm gonna like my job...I'm working for a certain province somewhere in the south, but I will be based here in Makati, I'll be doing layouts, designs and everything that is related to promote all the tourist spot of this province. In a way I'm like working under the tourism department but not for the Philippines...only for this particular province. Oh, my boss is the governor of ..... Is he a good boss? I don't know yet, I hope he is.

When my mother learned that I will be working in a governement office, she was ecstatic! "That's good! government benefits are far better than those of the private companies. Please don't resign from this job this time!" She calls me a rolling stone because I keep on resigning and changing company. "Rolling stones gather no moss," she kept on telling me.

"Let's see." I replied.

My Childhood Sea

When I was a kid my father used to bring us, my sister and I, to Bataan often. My grandparents lived there, I lovingly called them Nanay 'anda and Tatay 'anda otherwise known as Grandfather and Grandmother to most people. When I think of Bataan, the sea comes next to mind. I remember being so excited to look at the sea from the bus on our way to Cabcaben, my father's hometown. The very first place that I'd go to was the seashore of the South China Sea. Walking barefoot along the sands was like the most exciting to do. My sister and I used to chase the tides and then runaway from it afterwards. I remember picking up shells and odd looking pebbles from the shore, we gathered enough shells and stones to fill up our sungka. Running along the beach and playing sungka, I think, are the only things that my sister and I didn't argue about.

The reason why I'm bringing this up is because last weekend we (my kids and my husband) went to Bataan along with some brethrens to relax and experience the summer in a different place. The date was planned a month earlier so there's no way we could've known that some storm will hit Luzon. The trip has been well-planned and well thought of so there's no way we're going to cancel it. Besides riding the storm was far easier than explaining to my kids why the trip was cancelled.

Maps were made so as not to get lost but we got lost anyway and because of that we ran out of gas in the middle of nowhere! It's bad enough that we're spending our summer outing in the middle of the storm but getting lost and stranded mid-way...IT'S JUST TOO MUCH! But amazingly I didn't get mad or anything that night, I even felt a bit like a cast member of "Lost," or I probably was too sleepy and too tired to feel anything. We made it to the resort safely after a few hours.

The very last time I went to Bataan was in 1987 or 1988, it was when my Tatay 'anda died. So you could just imagine how I felt to be back to the shores of my childhood sea.

The morning was expectedly gloomy, just a little rain but the wind could really pack a punch. I kind of felt a bit like Geoff Mackley, the Dangerman, running towards the storm while everyone else were running away from it except that I was far from danger and I wasn't chasing any storm. I also felt like Anderson Cooper waiting for a hurricane to landfall except that it's not a hurricane but only a signal no. 1 typhoon and I'm not Anderson Cooper. I headed toward the sea and instantly, I felt connected to it. It felt like we were friends, it was exactly the way I remembered it. The water was brown kind of muddy but it's not, the sand was grey and the tide was high and strong even the smell was the same. The only thing that I didn't see that day were the jellyfish, the waters of Bataan are full of those as I remember it. I think I might have spent a few hours watching the tides, I could do it all day and not get tired of it.

I wasn't able to swim that day, some summer outing it was! but the trip was well worth it.

I visited anderloads today...

read the live thread on AC360...

found these pictures...

I miss Anderson!!!

(screencap courtesy of bcfraggle)

I've decided to change my blog's subheadline...from "Mostly Delusions" to "Some Delusions But Mostly True Stories."

I'm abandoning my other blog, been very busy with work lately and it's so hard to update both blogs.

And I thought it's time I'd share my private life with you , guys.

I'm going out of my mind waiting for my copy of Vanity Fair.


This one's for Reese and I.


(photo scan courtesy of stillife)

While waiting for our local magazine stands and bookstores to sell the latest copy of Vanity Fair magazine I thought I'd post this very endearing picture of Anderson Cooper and her mother, Gloria Vanderbilt.

The picture is very telling, I don't think there's anything more that I can say.


(magazine scan courtesy of stillife)

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!


I've been obsessing on Anderson for more than a year now and still, everytime I see his eyes...it feels like I'm seeing it for the first time! It always gets to me. I hope to see him someday, I would love to drown into those piercing blue eyes of his.
In this particular photo, taken by Annie Leibovitz nonetheless, his eyes look as if it speaks of so much pain and anger. Loss and tragedy.
I'm tempted to say that I wanna hold and comfort him. But I know I'm not the only one.

Finally!!!



If there's one good thing that happened to me in Anderson's absence on CNNI right now is that I finally found a job. I've been part-timing and freelancing here and there since January of this year because I didn't want any job to get in the way of AC360 (I'm a morning watcher) but now that he's gone...lounging, bumming and sulking around the house with no Anderson for an excuse just wasn't right, so I applied for a job and got it. And the best part is that I get to keep my part time job as well so instead of one I actually have two jobs to juggle every week! Though I have no idea how long I can keep this up.

I'm doing and feeling great right now!