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Gob: This is a courthouse bar, Michael. These are professional, aggressive women. They’re looking for nothing more than a one-night stand. No real names and no promises. i miss tv. --- thursday morning i went to the other side of the oval to submit jowein's LOA forms. at palma hall i was suddenly overcome with a weird nostalgic feeling. i decided to pay propdv a visit. ![]() "parang may bago sa 'yo..." i thought, god, could he really tell i've been lousy with my life lately? "you look a lot younger, para kang undergrad freshman! nag-gy-gym ka ata eh." relief. i said, "no sir, just regular lawschool diet of five million codal provisions a week." he told me how philcoa is extremely dangerous and i shouldn't go home later than 6pm. no jogging around the oval past dark, there's apparently a girl who was thrown into a parked van but got away because she was slippery with sweat and very athletic. he advised against being too involved in very activist organizations (but i guess not with very activists org-mates, right?) he's starting this website, for OFWs to have easier access for redress of grievances. he's even aiming to have congress pass a law requiring people leaving to work overseas to sign-up for membership in this "make sumbong to filipino authorities" website. and that's prof. de villa for you. always doing something to make this awful country a little bit better. --- friday morning, i was accessory to a seminar for women. our speaker, a very prolific public speaker, talked about laws affecting women in a sort of mandarin-toned barok filipino-english. i was his interpreter.
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