For better or worse. I do need to do a post about the dramedy that is my life these past few days. But in the meantime, I’m doing okay overall. Take last night, for example. I was made to feel unwelcome in my venue of choice, so me and my gal hit the roof. The rooftop of the Central Park Reef hotel, that is. It turned out to be a very pleasant alternative.

Anyway, it was an enjoyable place to quaff some cold beers (the GF had mango juice), some snacks (calamari rings and blueberry cheesecake), take in the views, and forget about the recent bullshit for a bit. Just to be clear, the relationship is going fine despite the efforts of some to tear us apart. The fools don’t understand that their baseless attacks only make us stronger. Rock on!

After departing Central Park, we were planning on dropping in for a visit to the poolside bar at the Outback hotel. Outback is almost next door to the Car Wash, so the GF wanted to stop by for a quick check on how things were going. We wound up staying, which was fine by me. I knew a couple of the guys there and we chatted a bit. Other than some Dick walking by and calling me an asshole (takes one to know one!), it was a mostly pleasant evening.

Yesterday morning, the GF caught a cab home to Subic and I rode along for a drop-off way up on the Govic highway so I could have a change of scenery for my morning walk.

A short hike at just under 6K, but nice to be on some less-traveled paths.

The girlfriend rejoined me later in the afternoon and she picked a movie called 365 Days to watch on Netflix. It was one of the worst films I’ve ever seen. More like poorly made soft porn than a movie. No real storyline to follow and I despised all of the characters. I would have never made it to the end without a pretty young thing sitting next to me as motivation. I checked the Rotten Tomatoes site and saw that I wasn’t alone in my thinking. 0% of the critics liked the movies and only 29% of the audience scored it favorably. Don’t waste your time on this one. Incredibly, a sequel is apparently now in production. Yikes!

Bob Dylan wrote a song called “Love is just a four-letter word”.

See y’all back here tomorrow!