A day described through unpublished tweets.

Several posts I sent to Tweetitow were not published yesterday and today. I guess their server is swamped again, so it can happen that tweets I sent yesterday will suddenly be published a week from now.

It surprises me, too, how I don’t feel bitter towards couples I see celebrating Valentines.

Must be because of growing older. I’m no longer bothered by some things I used to be bothered with. Seeing people openly displaying their love, not caring who can see, was heartwarming.

I had a late lunch with a friend in Eastwood and we were looking at them happy couples. One in particular were two guys whose elbows kept bumping as they walked close to each other. At one point, one guy was stroking the other’s nape. It was so cute.

Fuck! I accidentally dropped a steel liquor flask on several shot glasses. One glass very nearly fell on the floor! #klutz

I was inside a shop selling collectible memorabilia, waiting for another friend to arrive. I picked a flask covered with cling wrap to see how much it cost. It was somewhat sticking to another cling wrapped flask which I tried to unstick.

One of the flasks fell on the shot glasses displayed below.

“Fuck!” I shouted with horror when I saw that happen. The flask didn’t break anything, but one shot glass was shoved past the edge of the display rack. Good thing I was able to stop it from falling to the floor. Once everything was back in place, I very carefully moved away from that rack.

The liquor flask cost 1500 pesos.

That may have resolved several years of sexual tension. Or it may have not.

This requires a separate post.

My supposed follow-up tweet was: Just because you have the hots for each other doesn’t mean you have to end up as boyfriends. And that’s a good thing.

It’s been ages since I came home this drunk.

I even missed my bus stop and got off at Pasay Road. There were moments during the bus ride when I blacked out a little, I think.

And I woke up with a hangover. That hasn’t happened in a long time.