Early morning traffic.

01.
I woke up from a dream where I was boasting, with false bravado, to someone that I don't give a rat's ass to coming late for work. Of course as soon as I woke up, I wondered what time it was and if I was late for work. I won't be a work for roughly 6 hours more.

This is what my life has become and even when I sleep I think about coming to work on time. There's something seriously wrong about that, but I can't go past beyond "pathetic."

Max and Kevin
From the delightfully sick mind of my friend, Karl.
Mattel will not be pleased.

02.
I forgot to lock the front door again. When The Cutest Janitor from West opened the shower room door, he closed it again and said, "There's someone outside."

Thinking it was Anton, I went out and saw Karl. Oh fucking dog.

I told The Cutest Janitor from West that it's alright, he could head to the bedroom, while I welcomed Karl. "As you could see," I told my friend, "we both just came out of the shower."

Karl just came from work and was already sleepy. "You know," he answered, "I wouldn't have noticed if you haven't pointed it out."

"Good thing you didn't arrive 5 minutes earlier," after I was more decently dressed. He might have gone straight to my bedroom and it would have been more embarassing for everyone.

The Cutest Janitor from West used to live in the same building and was visiting friends from his old apartment unit. He now works for a boutique in Makati; previously, he was a janitor from West Contact Center (hence the nick). I invited him over for drinks since it was my night off and I felt like drinking. It's sad when one feels like drinking on a Tuesday night because nobody else apparently drinks on Tuesday.

Not even The Cutest Janitor from West, since he has work the day after. The guy was on the short side and chubby. He accumulated the bulk only in the last 3 years or so. But he had noticeable Spanish features and fine, fair skin. His nose had a high, straight bridge and his mouth was delicately shaped. What really caught my attention was his finely arched eyebrows with hardly a hair in place. Women would kill to have eyebrows like that. He grew his beard which effectively framed his face.

Karl agreed the guy looked really good. And didn't realize how good looking he was because he was conscious of his build. The Cutest Janitor from West even told me of instances he was rejected because other guys didn't like his being chubby. I thought "Damn chubby. The guy has ridiculously pretty facial features, and people can't get past beyond the tummy?? " As Karl pointed out, he could lose the bulk by working out, but the face is a gift of his genes. He was well mannered too, and a bit shy. The guy's boyfriend was one lucky bastard.


03.
Karl wanted to meet for coffee but I invited him over the Chairless Apartment instead for breakfast. It must be psychic anticipation that causes me to leave the door unlocked when he's coming over. Those times he dropped by to visit, he never encountered a locked front door.

The Cutest Janitor from West was still here when he arrived so I cooked breakfast for the 3 of us while Karl showed a homo-doll photo he took.

Karl told the story of a waking dream he had after taking the photo. One segment involved him taking the male dolls off his bed. He noticed a Barbie with a black dress underneath his bed, picked it up, put in on a side table. The doll suddenly opened its mouth and screamed. Apparently, he's prone to waking dreams.

Sometime after The Cutest Janitor from West left, Karl's boyfriend Riow followed to the apartment and we continued scaring ourselves silly with ghost stories at noon.