That’s what time keeps doing. Take the last 24 hours for example:

Went to get a haircut at my usual place. Barber had one in the chair and two more waiting, so I nixed that plan and walked on up Baloy Beach road to see what I might see. What I didn’t see was the Blue Rock floating bar which is apparently still in storage. So I moved on down the beach and ventured onto the Kokomo’s floater. I know a couple of gals working there, Arcel and Julica, both former Hashers. Alas, Julica was busy with a customer and Arcel wasn’t working. I had also “met” a gal on a dating site who works on Kokomo’s but I didn’t see her either. So I wound up drinking alone.

One of the things I enjoy most about the floaters is watching the sun go down.

After three or four Zero’s I headed back into Barretto and popped up to Bar Celona. Found me a seat, ordered a beer, and watched the moon rise.

After a couple of bottles, I decided to move back down the highway and see what was happening in Alaska Club. Turns out nothing was, me being the only customer. And the one gal I like there was nowhere to be found. Oh well. Two more beers and out.

The last bar on the strip as I make my way home is Queen Victoria. Why not? Once again, I had the place to myself. Chatted with the bar staff a bit and then Sean, a fellow Hasher, came in. He was in as foul a mood as I was. So we drank our beers and told Dad jokes for a bit, although they went completely over the heads of the Filipinas present.

While I was finishing my beer I got a message from a woman I know who lives in the squatter town outside my subdivision. She mentioned her water had been out for two days so I drunkenly invited her to come by and use my shower. To my surprise she accepted. And then to my further surprise, she decided to spend the night. Even woke me up during the night to do it again. So there you go. Even the lonely nights here can end well.

She left early and I got about my routine. Walked the dogs then took a quick hike to get my morning steps in. Showered up, then hit the barbershop. Only the customer in the chair ahead of me this time. Afterward, I caught a Jeepney into Olongapo and went to the hospital for the second of five rabies shots.

Instead of the emergency room, I was directed to the outpatient clinic. After checking in and a short wait an RN came to me with some papers and told me I needed to go downstairs to the pharmacy to get my medicine, pay the cashier, then come back to her for the injection. Geez, seriously? So, I did as instructed, got to the cashier and was told I needed to go to billing to get an itemized statement. Grrr. Got the bill, paid the P2000 ($40) and headed back upstairs. The nurse then gave me my shot and I was on my way.

Since I was in town anyway, I did the twenty-minute walk over to the mall and got my head examined. Well, my eyes anyway. A little surprised my prescription hasn’t changed much in two+ years, but I ordered some new glasses anyway. The lenses on my old ones are scratched up pretty bad which is affecting my vision I think. That set me back almost $400.

Lunch at McDonald’s (I know, I know), another hike, and a Jeepney ride back to Barretto. And here I sit telling you all about it. Who says my life isn’t full of excitement?

Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve o’clock news blues
And I’ve given up hope for the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I’m not crazy? Is it any wonder I’m sane at all
Well I’m so tired of losing- I got nothing to do and all day to do it
I go out cruisin’ but I’ve no place to go and all night to get there
Is it any wonder I’m not a criminal?
Is it any wonder I’m not in jail?
Is it any wonder I’ve got

Too much time on my hands?
It’s ticking away with my sanity
I’ve got too much time on my hands
It’s hard to believe such a calamity
I’ve got too much time on my hands
And it’s ticking away, ticking away from me