In the middle of the pandemic I opted to go to a private laboratory located as far away from a hospital as possible for my annual battery of blood works which I regularly do in the spirit of hypochondriating. I… Read More ›
Month: October 2020
Virulina
Right before the pandemic Virulina was introduced to a call center agent through a common friend. Call Center Agent Cholo was not particularly handsome, rich, smart, or erudite but he was so into her and that was all Virulina ever… Read More ›
Cardboard Imbudo
Mrs. T celebrated her birthday a few days ago. She has been my blockmate since college, and having the same birthday as Fox Mulder (October 13) I knew it was something I would never forget. We were seat mates in… Read More ›
The N Word
Against all odds–actually against just one odd by the name of Coronita Virulina–I went to Greenhills Shopping Center to look for toys. The last time I went there with Sonny Balwani was on February 25. A few days later news… Read More ›
Oh, yes.
There were six webinars/online conferences/meetings scheduled yesterday, some of which required me to download different online platforms. Being just one of the audience, with no expected input from me, I’ve decided rather remorselessly not to attend any of them. I… Read More ›
A Brief History of Not Knowing
In the olden days when we were still medical students we would flock to the conference hell—I mean hall—at 7 am, stuff our faces with turon and iced tea frantically purchased from The Nosocomial Canteen, and cower in our seats,… Read More ›
Hungry Clinic Days in Room 107 Back in 2011
While fixing our charts in preparation for a busy charity clinic day I told my hell-owship batchmate Alanis Cornucopia that I wish I can menstruate. In the past few days I’ve been getting crankier than usual, and the tiniest micro-aggravation… Read More ›
Supposed Former Melancholia Junkie 