Ok, I know given the venue I shouldn’t be complaining about this but I was at the chinese buffet this weekend for a family get-together. I am the most reclusive member of my family and my presence is a pleasant surprise (at least I like to think it is) to those who regularly attend functions. While chatting about the lack of excitement in my life, my aunts honed in on one of their favorite subjects… my fat. Yes, I did eat a lot and I wasn’t feeling the most svelte that day so it was exhilarating to hear the cackling women say they noticed that I lost weight. Now not completely true, I am the same weight that I have been for the last few years, but I have noticed that I’m fitting into smaller clothing. Riding high on this compliment, I was sent crashing down when I felt a hand pinch the skin underneath my chin and someone saying “yeah you lost this”.

I’ll admit, I have some chin fat but I didn’t know that my family was watching it with disappointment during my more plush years.

Ok kids, I’m still not feeling well. I’ve seen the doctor and I’ve been given a course of pills and inhalants for this friggin cold. The unfortunate side-effect that I wasn’t told about was my sudden change in mood. I’m a purring fluffy kitty and I can’t work myself into a lather over anything dark or depressing. I’m using every ounce of my cynicism to write this post because I don’t know when I’ll return to normal.

For now, I’m like Mr Burns all hopped up on his life extending treatments. If you see a glowing pinoyboy prancing around the woods claiming to bring peace and love… break its legs [link]