Toingk

that is the sound of a weekend being wiped clean.

wala daw alon sa la union this weekend.

my sister just told me about it last night, but i can also kind of figure things out from here.

crap.

cut to me and my figurative blank slate. or cut to me peering round the corner for something that could possibly be, well, just around the corner. cue maudlin rendition of "something's coming" from west side story -- preferably madly skedaddling violins. didn't care much for tony's vocals anyhow.