My first thought upon seeing the picture on the postcard was, "Wow. My brother Wilson visited that cathedral almost 20 years ago and it's still not finished??" After actually reading it my second thought was "I call dibs on Ninong spot."
Seriously(?) I'm happy and overjoyed over the news of your newly developing Mestizo Embryo (w/c is a quite a step up from "Spanish Zygote"). Obviously it's still too early to tell whose eyes he/she will inherit, but i'm betting somewhere in the middle, that way she can fall asleep in class but still look like she's paying attention. :)
On my end I'm obviously lagging behind on the Date Race, never mind the Matrimonial and Babymaking Advanced Rounds you guys have gone through. On ____'s end she's still slowly pining for that Freelance Photographer From Work we call Shutterboy. Hopefully at some point she'll give you most-if-not-all the juicy bits of their tale of pakipotness, as I've been lax at cut-and-pasting our YM chats to you. Mebbe u guys should Skype soon.
I recently submitted an article on How Men Really Feel About Breast Implants (my survey sample showed a 4:3 pro-con ratio), w/c hopefully gets published in my friend's magazine this month (she's the Managing Editor). Today a random Facebook browsing led me to a speed-dating site, and I registered coz it's catering to Chinoys, is scheduled for next week and it's happening near Tomas Morato. If you don't hear me mention it again in future emails it means my registration was probably missed (or I didn't attend it altogether).
Otherwise everything is same old same old. Work. Exercise. Downloaded programming. Blog-when-it's-interesting. The usual. Hmm, I should blog this letter soon. :)
Stay healthy, happy and hungry. Actually I hear you won't be able to help yourself on that last one. Prepare to crave pickles.
Besosesoses,
Wilben
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