Easing back to work
BBFH on Kalayaan near Rockwell, telephone (02)8957305.
Our one-week post-hospital house arrest ended yesterday! First thing we did, we went to the salon because our hair had gotten brittle, probably out of sheer boredom. Yes, that is the name of our suking parlor (Jay Lozada cuts our hair, but they do the hot oils, henna, pedicures, etc.) on Kalayaan Avenue near Backwell and Amapola, which has been around since 1939 and whose clientele includes my Jedi master (the hair that survived the dark side must be cared for).
The retro-ness of the name! Who is the “him” exactly? Who cares, they have the best chicharon, pastillas and roasted peanuts in the city. And the hairdresser confirmed that our hair has gotten thin, but it should get fat again in no time.
Our hair having been attended to, we’ve started writing again (our penmanship came back after an hour or so) and tried to reconstruct our lost time. According to the building janitress, on Monday the 26th when our brain tried to kill us, she discovered us sitting on the stairs. She says that for two hours we just sat there not answering questions, with our eyeballs white like Bran Stark warging into his direwolf.
June 11th, 2014 at 13:16
Good to have you back, Jessica.
June 11th, 2014 at 13:41
You warged into brewhuh23’s cat to send her the message? :P
June 11th, 2014 at 14:35
I’m glad to hear that you’re up and about again! Hope all is well with you.
June 11th, 2014 at 16:24
kotsengkuba: No, Hodor, everyone knows you can’t warg into a cat.
June 13th, 2014 at 07:48
You mean it took them 2 hours to do something about your situation?!
June 13th, 2014 at 16:54
I hope nobody changes the name of that salon. I just has this special ‘oomph’ to it.
Kotsengkuba – I don’t know what happened but as soon as I learned about Jessica’s hospitalization, Max started feeling better. I mean he was still weak but he was eating his kibble na.