Fota, what was I thinking?

Oo, fota. Ano bang naisip ko at yun ang naiorder-order ko for what should be my birthday dinner?

The setting: Pancake House, dahil I suddenly felt like eating homey food, ika nga nila sa mga billboards nila. At parang kahit na kaya ng wardrobe ko ang mag fine dining, di kaya ng manners ko tonight ang magpakademure.

Seriously, I was opting between a juicy hamburger and the two-piece fried chicken. But then, I thought, why not order something I'd never order at the same time?

At hanuyun?

I opted for three-piece blueberry pancakes. With strawberry milkshake. Requested for the extra thick version.

I realized it was sort of a bad idea halfway through the pancakes.

Pinanindigan ko na lang. But, pat me on the back, I finished everything.

Everythiiiiiing.

At dahil one cup of coffee a day na lang ako, I can't drink coffee to cut through the umay and sugar.

Wait, may tsaa pala ako sa bahay.

Yay.

Also treated myself to Kiran Desai's the Inheritance of Loss.

Also strutted the entire day in my fantabulous Stuart Weitzman snakeskin slides for (janjararan!) $5. Siyempre courtesy of my sister Ag(y)nes(s).

Iba talaga ang vibe ng pointed shoes, hehehe.