While looking for that photo of the black chori burger from Boracay Discovery Shores for a previous entry, the Photos App in my Macbook showed me various photos of the burgers I’ve engulfed through the years to the detriment of… Read More ›
Month: July 2022
Amazing Alumna/Alumnae/Alumni
Bestie Dianne messaged me a few months ago to ask for a list of professional and academic credentials of Smoketh. Dianne and Smoketh went to the same high school decades ago, and Dianne wanted to nominate Smoketh as this year’s… Read More ›
Slump!
Been on a reading/watch/writing slump recently, which makes me wonder how I’ve been spending all that time. To be fair, the clinics have been getting busier, and I’m starting to reconsider my 4-day clinic week. But I will try to… Read More ›
Come Back, Marcus!
Aurelius Lucius, my barber, had abandoned me and transferred to another branch of Bruno’s last year after 6 years of cutting my hair. Since then the valiant Marcus Cornelius took over, and he does such a fantastic job of making… Read More ›
Hoarse
As I am endorsing my chemotherapy orders to Andrea, our chemo nurse, she tells me that my voice sounds sad. I ask her what the hell she means (while I try to reflect if I am sad) and she quickly… Read More ›
No Plans!
The last time I went to Baguio was in 2017, when our residency batchmate Miss Greece announced a week prior that we were invited to her wedding, and that some of us were part of the entourage. Nobody, not even… Read More ›
Going Down Slowly
It’s the weekend, and I happily realize that after months of abject toxicity I finally have a full weekend with no in-hospital patients to rounds. So I can probably plan something–who am I kidding, what I mean is I can… Read More ›
Supposed Former Melancholia Junkie 