On my day off, I finished The Da Vinci Code. This makes one of the oddest day-offs I've ever had.

Friday
I've said this a million times. Everytime someone resigns or retires, I die a little. It's like someone finally made parole and I still have to continue with my life sentence. (As much as I love the company I work for, sometimes I feel like I'm in jail). It was Ate Chi-chi's last day last Friday, she retired after 19 years of working. I worry about her, though. After nineteen years, on the first Monday that you don't have to wake up at 6, fall in line for the MRT, swipe your time card... what exactly do you do?

We treated her out to Dencio's in front of ABS-CBN. I got slightly frustrated as I was expecting ABS employees there, ready to pick a fight with us. Or at least get to see Vhong Navarro.

Saturday
Alabang is FARRRRR..... I would not dare travel to Alabang on my own let alone with my son. But for the love of Abi and free Mcflurry, I did. Heck, it was an adventure. It was Abi's pseudo-daughter's (a close child-relative --- preferably the child of a brother or a cousin --- whose affections one pours into due to a lack of a child. The 90's woman's idea of surrogacy) birthday and it was held in McDonald's Festival Mall Alabang. My son, Cojie, ever the snob, sat through the whole thing while all the other kids played parlor games. He threw his party hat at me, Abi and Abi's mom (So sorry, Abi's mom!) when we made him wear it. Thank God for the new and improved Ronald McDonald mascot who now looks more like a cartoon than a potential child molesting clown, my son snapped out of it and just... got in a better mood. Talk about weird.

Sunday
Of course, I'm going to write about Superman Returns. Superman/Clark Kent (I've said this a million times) is my version of what a guy should be: shy and geeky on the inside but superhero material on the outside. SInce Superman 1 was the first movie I ever saw, it was almost necessary that Superman Returns be the first movie Cojie will ever see. I think he enjoyed himself (hopefully not the way I did).

Brandon Routh is Christopher Reeve with a leather maroon (not red!) cape. His Clark Kent is the awkward and geeky kind and his Superman is probably 95% CGI. Whatever happened to hanging a guy on wires?

You would think that I would retire that night thinking about Brandon Routh in his tights but no. I bought a copy of Someone Like You on VCD and saw Hugh Jackman and got completely hooked. I watched all his X-men movies again before going to bed. Sigh. Maybe that's why I can't have a lovelife. I can't even stick to one Superhero.