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    <title>Mayan</title>
    <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/</link>
    <description>The diary of a bluestocking</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 20:40:07 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2005.</copyright>
    <category>Writing</category>
    <category>Poetry</category>
    <category>Online Gaming</category>
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      <title>Love Actually</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/60.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2005 04:36:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Oh, alright already, I already know what you're thinking. It's been quite a while since I've written anything and well...I've run out of excuses. Hmm...the title? Yeah, I know. But, it's not what you think. It's a little more complicated than that. Sure, sure...I think I'm in love...or not...I'm not making any sense? Under the circumstances, you wouldn't eitheir. My point? I'm getting there. I watched this movie on the tube last night and it made me remember all the lines that I absolutely adore. It suits me, especially now... Ah, I know you're going to ask about that. My boyfriend? Well, I... (more)</description>
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      <title>Nothing to see here...</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/59.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 10:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It was only today that i visited my blog again. Looking at the date of my last entry, I was stunned. More than a month had passed and I didn't notice it. Where did the days between that day and this day go? I stopped to think about it, carefully sifting through the clutter of memories cramping my brain.

So okay, what have I been up to?

Took a 2-day basic mountaineering course which included a trip to San Rafael in Montalban, Rizal. I learned how to tie a knot, administer CPR correctly and use a compass properly. I rapelled down a bridge more than 30 meters in height. It was scary,... (more)</description>
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      <title>The conscious pirate</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/58.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2005 07:34:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Yes, I admit it. Mea culpa. It is wrong, wrong, wrong but I cannot help myself. Being surrounded by all those wonderful movie selections in the newly established shopping arcades of Quiapo is a sweet kind of torture. So many titles, so little time...and so little money!


Last Thursday I accidentally found myself in that part of town and discovered a new place selling pirated DVDs. Despite all efforts from the authorities to put a stop to this industry, it seems to be as productive -- and lucrative -- as ever.


I was amazed at the variety of selections the new place was selling. There... (more)</description>
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      <title>Down with love</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/57.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 02:23:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There is something definitely disturbing about the way Valentine’s was celebrated this time around. Nothing outwardly discernable, though. Many don’t even realize that there is a crisis happening right under their noses.

Restaurants and bars around the metro were expectedly full to bursting. The motels did the usual brisk business. Malls were predictably decked with the requisite cut-out hearts. Radios blared schmaltz well into the next day. The air was redolent with the cloying scent of roses and it seemed everybody was running on a sugar high because of all the chocolates and candy. 

Ok,... (more)</description>
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      <title>A groovy kind of love</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/56.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 02:41:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>At last my article on the dynamics of the gay guy-straight girl relationship is finally...OUT! (Hehehehe...how apt!) If y' all have time to grab a copy of today's issue of the Philippine Star, you can check it out on page M-1, the pre-Valentive supplement. But, for everybody's benefit, I just reprinted it here. ^_^

The Queen of Queer



Chris is the perfect date. Whenever we go out, I can be sure that he would be impeccably dressed. He knows all the good places to eat and knows exactly what food I’d enjoy. He is a great conversationalist, charming and a gentleman right down to the... (more)</description>
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      <title>A word from the wise</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/55.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 02:41:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Just before the weekend started my good friend shiro urged me to get some writing done. It's not that I don't have anything to write about. On the contrary, I'd like to write about my trip to Pico de Loro last week, and the sidebar stories that go with it like how adobo tastes while savored at a height of 2,000 feet or how I made like Spiderman, clambering up a stone face to reach the summit.



Then of course there is this intriguing writing assignment I got from my friend, Ayvi, who edits the supplements section of the Philippine Star. For their Valentine issue she asked me to write an... (more)</description>
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      <title>The positive side of negative</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/54.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 15:16:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>When something turns out great, you feel double the satisfaction because you never had your hopes up raised in the first place

Nobody would ask you for answers to their problems

Every good thing is a surprise

Every bad thing is expected

You don’t have to worry about the outcome of something (e.g. relationships) because you already know what it is going to be

You become frugal in investing – material or immaterial things

You’re not expected to be so damn perky all the time

If the worse happens, you’d be the first to say: “I told you so.”

You accept things, even the most painful ones,... (more)</description>
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      <title>Family values</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/53.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 16:47:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Over breakfast the other day my mom and I had a conversation about our next-door neighbors. This family -- a man and his wife and two kids -- were the bane of our neighboorhood. They were loud and obnoxious. Especially now that their 17-year-old daughter was working and was able to buy them the things that they were deprived of. More food on the table. Brand new clothes. Cellphones, one for each of them. The man would sometimes call someone on his cellphone and talk very, very loudly. He made sure that everyone knew he had that special, special gadget.

The other day, the wife, the mother,... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Nightmare After Christmas</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/52.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 16:23:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Dec. 26, 2004
5:50 p.m.

Pam, Iris and I stood on the curb at the corner of Sto. Domingo St. and Del Monte Avenue, waiting for a taxi. The streets were almost deserted, save for a few cars and jeepneys. Near us, a long line of tricycles waited for passengers, their drivers having a leisurely chat. My friends and I, too, were laughing and talking, unmindful of the danger that was just waiting to happen.

Suddenly, there was the roar of an engine coming to life. From the corner of my eye, I saw a motorcycle pass by me, much too close. Something snagged at my left arm...no, pulled... Belatedly,... (more)</description>
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      <title>Googilee Boogilee</title>
      <link>http://ladylazarus.blogdrive.com/archive/51.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 20 Dec 2004 07:33:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Taking my cue from shiko-sanI visited the Googlism site and this is what it told me:

Googlism for: mayan


mayan is determined to work his way up
mayan is proud to offer a select number of quality hand crafted products direct from guatemala
mayan is one of the few theatres remaing that captures the old magic of movie
mayan is spoken frequently
mayan is used for afternoon relaxing and nighttime sleeping
mayan is today one of the largest independent international forwarding agents in israel
mayan is technically correct only for the language
mayan is perfect just for one or it will easily... (more)</description>
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