Saturday, a call, “Ohmygod I just read your blog and congratulations!”
I groaned and laughed, “I didn’t put “kidding”! Minura nga ako ni Katz eh! Man you should hear the other uproar.”
“What’s this I heard bout your getting married?”
“Heard? What about it?”
“True?”
“What do you think?”
“Answer.”
“You should improve your reading skills. Rusty, rusty, tsk, tsk.”
A laugh, “Shit… Fuck you.”
“Sorry, you can’t. Wait, dear god don’t tell me that hurt you?”
A pause, “Yes.”
I winced, “I promise that if and when that happens, you will be one of the first to know. Or do you actually want me to promise never to get married just so you won’t ever feel again what you just felt?”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome…and lighten up! Geez!”
That’s one…
“Who the fuck is this Kurt Cobain?! Do I know him?!”
I answered, “Duh? Nirvana.”
“Oh.”
That’s just two…
“Excited pa naman ako magplano ng bridal shower! Drawing ng mga costumes!”
I laughed, “Natin?”
“Hindi! Nun mga strippers for the shower!”
I laughed, “Tang ina! Honey we can have a bridal shower just for the heck of it! Lahat tayo mga bride! Let’s get the White Bird strippers and costumes for their Bill Birds! I’m out, by the way, wanna?”
“Nah, staying in…Drunk already.”
“Aba! Musta pala exhibit mo? Bumenta?”
“Yeah, pangbawi sa materials lang.”
I laughed, “Kalokang Art! Oh siya, when are we going to meet?”
“I was waiting for you to say when eh.”
“Nyak. Sorry, sige, this Monday.”
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