The recent events that just swooshed by—the end of residency with the very toxic moving out of things, the holiday season, the PSBIM reviews, the two graduations, the announcement of the specialty board results, the sudden commencement of fellowship—have given… Read More ›

Never been much of a brat, but I wish I were. A brat wields power, and being a great brat requires great skill with one end goal in sight: to get what I want want want. Because it should be… Read More ›

While nervously wolfing down KFC in Rob I asked Pyro a question.                 “Hey Pyro,” I said, “Category: IDS. Question: 8-16 hours?”                 “Bacillus cereus,” Pyro said nonchalantly as he munched on a drumstick.                 “Correct!!!!” I exclaimed.                  For… Read More ›

During our hospital-wide residency graduation the first week of January Mrs. Therese gave me a copy of Diary of Wimpy Kid. I showed this to Smoketh, who exclaimed, “That’s you!” I initially thought it’s unfair to label me as wimpy,… Read More ›

In the summer of 2007 I wrote on my Friendster blog (back when, all together now—it wasn’t being spammed by invites for golden shower orgies in Ortigas!) something about the ill-fated show Dayuhan. Or more appropriately, how I thought it… Read More ›

With much delight I pulled from the ref a bunch of lettuce, sliced some tomatoes, and had some bacon fried for me. Then I made a sandwich. Because that’s the extent of my food preparing abilities. Unlike… those kids from… Read More ›

                I didn’t care. I went out to our balcony, lit a bleeping cigarette, and blew carcinogenic smoke into the open air! And of all the bleeping people to see me.                 “Nakita ko… Read More ›

In the malls. Everywhere. Because it’s Christmas. Not to be Ed Asner and Lily Tomlin in the X-Files episode How The Ghosts Stole Christmas, but I’ve been ranting to everyone that I think Christmas as an annual event is too… Read More ›

I would like to thank the wonderful now 2nd year residents (yeah!) batch IM-Possible for giving me the opportunity to finally make the speech I’ve been practicing in my head for years and years on end. I didn’t know then… Read More ›

Residency is done–DONE!!!–in a couple of weeks, unless of course I do something stupid, like get caught having sex behind a post or order something really weird like fleet enema every hour, with acid. In the first few months and… Read More ›