Taxi cab drivers are the enemy

We (Mr. Perfect and I) are proud to have discovered the joy of "Hong Kong Fried Noodles." It's a food stand on the 2nd floor of Robinson's and it's the bomb. You gotta get the "chili and garlic though"...all the rest of the sauces are meh. Plus, chili and garlic is a pretty safe flavor. One time, Sonny (Mr. Perfect/SuperGeek/Bad*ss Drummerboy), found himself craving some ramen after watching "Naruto" (don't ask, please) and so we headed off to RaiRai Ken. I got the chili and garlic flavored ramen and enjoyed it. But you really can't go wrong with ramen anyway. I'm just saying...when in doubt, get chili and garlic.

I promised myself that i wouldn't drive until i get my driver's license, and so when LTO shot me down for having an expired student permit, i had to leave the car at my sissy's. It's hers for a month, until i ace that drivers' exam in February. Booyah.

Now, about them taxi cab drivers (and jeepney drivers). First of all, they are Martians who were put on the planet to terrorize asian female drivers. They will appear out of nowhere and disregard any and all traffic rules. They are like maniacal aliens (who don't shower and who listen to radio stations that pay homage to Axel Rose) who think that cars are made of marshmallows and that when 2 marshmallows collide, that makes roasted marshmallows. And, roasted marshmallows are a very good thing. So really, the only solution is to...