Monday, May 09, 2005

do the words roasted pig mean anything to you?

yes. that's me. roasted. (pig?)

got back from 3 nights 2 days in boracay around 1 pm this afternoon.

suffice it to say that if not for the jetski and snorkeling and clear waters i would've hated the place. oh, and the fresh bread at the barracuda bar. :)

more on this when my back no longer twitches with every movement of my fingers.

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