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  <title>The Gargoyle's Lair</title>
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  <updated>2005-11-09T05:34:19Z</updated>
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    <title>Our Dominant Traits</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T05:34:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T05:34:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cargoyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FR/FRE/FreeThePain/1128190204_Understanding.JPG" border="0" alt="Understanding"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dominant Personality&lt;/b&gt;: Understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Traits&lt;/b&gt;: You gravitate towards people,&lt;br&gt;and are a shoulder to lean on. You give advice&lt;br&gt;at any given time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Traits&lt;/b&gt;: You aren't close with any one&lt;br&gt;person. You immerse yourself in other people's&lt;br&gt;problems and forget your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People see you as&lt;/b&gt;: Friendly, secretive, and&lt;br&gt;popular. People envy you, and may try and use&lt;br&gt;you as a tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're most like&lt;/b&gt;: Grace. You both have&lt;br&gt;positive relationships with people. Neither of&lt;br&gt;you have close friends, but unlike graceful&lt;br&gt;people, you try to help people out and aren't&lt;br&gt;as arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You need more&lt;/b&gt;: Solitude. You hardly get the&lt;br&gt;chance to breathe when you take on the world's&lt;br&gt;problems. You can't take other's&lt;br&gt;responsibilities or put them before your own.&lt;br&gt;Be selfish once in a while and discover who you&lt;br&gt;really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FreeThePain/quizzes/What&amp;#39;s%20your%20dominant%20trait%3F%20(10%20unique%20results)/"&gt; What's your dominant trait? (10 unique results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margoyle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FR/FRE/FreeThePain/1128189898_Fear.JPG" border="0" alt="Fear"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dominant Personality&lt;/b&gt;: Fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Traits&lt;/b&gt;: You don't trust easily, and&lt;br&gt;you're not gullible. People don't get the&lt;br&gt;chance to take advantage of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad Traits&lt;/b&gt;: You're paranoid. You have to&lt;br&gt;relax a little, and realize that some things&lt;br&gt;aren't worth the fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;People see you as&lt;/b&gt;: Paranoid, impatient, and&lt;br&gt;jumpy. Others don't know why you're so&lt;br&gt;untrusting, and may deem you as a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're Most Like&lt;/b&gt;: Disappointment. You dread&lt;br&gt;with the future holds for you. Unlike&lt;br&gt;disappointment, you haven't experienced much&lt;br&gt;rejection because you don't take risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Need More&lt;/b&gt;: Innocence. Be adventerous,&lt;br&gt;and explore the world. Keep in mind that you&lt;br&gt;don't want to be fearless. It just has to be a&lt;br&gt;healthy fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FreeThePain/quizzes/What&amp;#39;s%20your%20dominant%20trait%3F%20(10%20unique%20results)/"&gt; What's your dominant trait? (10 unique results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Gargoyles' First Official Trip to the Grocery</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T09:56:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T10:10:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was a lovely day -- Perfect for lying sprawled across the living room, in the gargoyles' usual state of complete sloth.  But the realization that we might have to go hungry come dinner time jolted us out of our lazy reverie.  (After all, at the rate we've been going, we'd have eaten ourselves out of house and home by brunch...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we trekked over to powerplant, commandeered a pushcart, and began the grueling task of grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten minutes into the ordeal, we had a loaded cart overflowing with &lt;i&gt;one loaf&lt;/i&gt; of whole wheat bread.  Turns out we were all in cheapskate mode.  In addition to our chronic state of &lt;i&gt;tamad&lt;/i&gt;, that meant everything was either too expensive or too complicated to prepare.  We ended up just buying easy-to-cook things on sale such as the buy 1 - take 1 promo for lean ground beef (2 kilos worth).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up taking a break in the middle of it all, in aisle 14, shrieking and incapacitated with laughter.  Jargoyle found this soybean drink in the milk section called:  (insert drum roll...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Susu Kacang Soya&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us 5 whole minutes to calm ourselves down enough to proceed with the task at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally strolling down the chips section, we happily picked up a few bags of Oishi's French Onion-Flavored Potato Chips.  Fortunately, we were able to find the smaller-sized packs.  Unfortunately, this was only after we had already placed the larger bags into our cart and walked three steps away from the shelf we got them from.  Thus, we were forced to purchase the big bags along with the little bags.  Oh the sacrifices we must put up with!  Sniffle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on the day, it truly was fortuitous that Jargoyle and I had to meet up with a theater contact regarding the musical we wish to produce next year.  Lunch at Burgoo was what we desperately needed to replenish the stores of carbos that were completely depleted by all the work we had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall vegitate now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;-margoyle-&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>hot tubs and cold showers</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T10:18:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T10:18:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kissing a fool - george michael</lj:music>
    <content type="html">(room 502, the bellevue manila.  9:30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have sufficiently scrubbed, hair spa-ed, shampooed, shaved, and now you have been soaking in a hot bubble bath for the past 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lie there in anticipation of what is ahead:  caviar is being served on crostini with assorted cheese on the side; a bottle of white bubbly has been chilling in the bucket; vanilla ice cream, dark chocolate, stemmed maraschino cherries are waiting to sweeten your night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the feather down quilt lies sprawled carelessly across the king-sized bed, its equally feather-stuffed pillows haphazardly strewn about, as you both neglected to make it up from previous activities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next best thing to a man wrapped around me is this quilt, you remember thinking, an impish smile playing on your lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your fingers begin pruning, signalling the time has come to finally surface from the foams. you allow the water to cascade down your body as you reach for the bottle of body oil.  using your fingertips, you smooth delicately-scented drops over your supple curves.  you gently pat down your skin with a fresh, toasty towel then slip into a light, fluffy white robe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you step out from the bathroom and glide towards the dresser, stopping momentarily in front of the wall-length mirror to oh-so-casually admire your goddess-like radiance (as you have never felt this beautiful in your entire life).  you are confident that the moment he sees you in this state, he will want for nothing but to throw you onto that carelessly sprawled feather-down quilt and ravish you senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that will have to wait... besides, your hair isn't quite perfect yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing in front of the dresser, you run your fingers through your wet locks to loosen the occassional errant tangle into submission, and then proceed with the chore of blowing it dry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putting the appliance down, you take in what you see in the mirror: perfection.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see your companion smile at you through the mirror and affirms your observations by stating:  "you're glowing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sweetly smile back and reply: "i know... isn't it sad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your best girl friend whole-heartedly agrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you aren't lesbian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and neither is she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you turn and reach for the remote control as she alights from her commercial law reviewer to take her turn in the hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- semi-pathetic but perfect-haired jargoyle</content>
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    <title>A Major Gargoyle Get-together</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T06:49:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T06:55:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Calling All Gargoyles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major event this Sunday July 10, 2005.  DWINNIEE's BIRTHDAY!!!  We get to see his exhibit at Big Sky Mind, Doña Juana cor. E. Rodriguez, New Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we all got the text invite.  But I just wanted to post this because (a) I'd like to see another complete gargoyle get-together and (b) I'm procrastinating having to go to my second lecture class for the day.  (Hey, at least I'm actually in the library right now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm a bit leery of going.  I don't want to have to drag my sorry exercise-deprived overly expanded excuse of a butt to a place that I'm sure will be teeming with skinny supermodels (literally speaking).  Need I even state the fact that Dwin will probably be too busy with said skinny supermodels to spend a minute more of his precious time with a lowly gargoyle?  Ergo, I in my legalistic brilliance &lt;b&gt;*insert belch*&lt;/b&gt; have determined the solution to this unfortunate fact, namely, that we should ALL attend. I'm sure we can muster enough gargoyle charm to counter the magnetism of said veelas, thus stealing Dwin all to ourselves.  Mwahahaha!  Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the party's at 8pm, we should all meet somewhere first, right?  Likewise, shouldn't we get together somehow to figure out what to wear, what present to give, the evening's battle strategy...?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions are mandated.  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/donroth"&gt;margoyle&lt;/a&gt; -</content>
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    <title>food!</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T14:52:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T14:54:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for my birthday, this is what i want for breakfast, lunch and dinner (actually, just posting these for cel. bru, baka gusto mo i-save). share ko na rin sa inyo ang kanyang holy hotness =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/orangepig14/BoBabyA.jpg"&gt;breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/orangepig14/BoBabyC.jpg"&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/orangepig14/BoBabyD.jpg"&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/orangepig14/BoBabyF.jpg"&gt;snack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/orangepig14/BoBabyB.jpg"&gt;dessert...several times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cel, i downloaded the performance on quicktime...taehna talaga! testosterone everywhere, maganda pa yung boses. hayup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, goyles, just dorking out =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa pagpunta sa party ha! kelan tayo magkikita-kita ulit. kita ko pala si milhaus the other day =)</content>
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    <title>Commarts Reunion - November 2004</title>
    <published>2005-04-16T18:17:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-16T18:19:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9997.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9997.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotocam Project #1  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9996.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9996.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Fotocam Project #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9990.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9990.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Sibayan gave us a 2.0! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9986.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Gargoyles #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9985.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Gargoyles #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9983.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Beer Belly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9971.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Incriminating Evidence -- Exhibit "A"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9963.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Congressman Paca: Up Close and Personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9964.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9964.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Incriminating Evidence -- Exhibit "B"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9965.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Gargoyles: Ang cute niya, 'Kainis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9950.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9950.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Incriminating Evidence -- Exhibit "C"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9949.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9949.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fake Couple #1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9947.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The reason why he's usually on the other side of the lens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9946.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9946.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Fotocam Project #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9944.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Paca Votes 'Yea' on Prostitution Bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9940.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9940.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Paca Para Sa Masa! (P.P.S.M.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9935.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9935.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Monkeys ala Gargoyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9934.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9934.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Incriminating Evidence -- Exhibit "D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9933.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9933.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;A Perfect Profile: A Testament to Roger's Skill with a Camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9927.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9927.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Paca Votes 'Neigh' on Banning Boy Bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9924.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Congressman, what's your stand on the issue of gratuitous violence in the media?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9923.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9923.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Well, you see... uhm... yeah... you know... We need more role models for our children in society today so they can learn to be grateful for what we have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9915.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fake Couple #2  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9914.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9914.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Congressman Paca Accused of Molesting 12 Year Old Highschool Student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9920.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9920.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The REAL couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9909.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9909.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PROJCO-mates! ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9907.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9907.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FAST '96: 8 years after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9906.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9906.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Menu Deliberation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9902.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Ms. 'Ano Ka Ba? Look' 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9903.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9903.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Congressman Paca and Bodyguard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9894.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9894.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Who's he smiling at? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9892.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9892.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Profile of a Political Paragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_9897.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_9897.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Mr. 'Ano Ka Ba? Look' 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_0011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Smile! With Gargoyle Toothpaste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;What you looking at, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Then you draw two small circles, then a big circle, then here's mama and papa riding in a boat..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_0005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;PARDS 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/IMG_0003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/commarts/th_IMG_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Congressman Paca's Entourage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>bo, baby, update</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T05:16:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T05:16:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">geeking out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from a magazine)&lt;br /&gt;When Bo was two years old, he got his first guitar, and even though to most kids it would have probably only been a plastic toy, it was obvious that to Bo it was much more.  Evie tells us of an adventure young Bo had with his guitar and a plastic riding horse with wheels.  It seems Bo decided to take his riding horse flying down a hill.  Bo had one hand on the reins and the other hand wrapped around his beloved plastic guitar.  Suddenly, one of the wheels hit a rock and threw Bo headlong down the hill.  During his free-fall Bo was careful to hold his little guitar up over his head.  When Bo finally stood up, he was covered in scratches from head to toe.  But Bo didn't shed a single tear, he just smiled and said, "Look, Mommie, my horsey is broke, but my guitar is okay."    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww...come here, you cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zane-</content>
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    <title>The Big Gargoylian ROTK DVD Bash</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T03:09:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T03:09:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gargoylian chatter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We're actually all here!  Margoyle, Cargoyle, Jargoyle, Zargoyle and Rargoyle (The Gargoyle Formerly Known as 'Chargoyle').  We're just wrapping up with brunch.  It was pot luck.  Cargoyle cooked marinara.  Zargoyle made fruit salad.  And the rest of us gobbled it all down for them.  Hehehe.  We also had a side dish of meatballs with barbeque sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the main course is to be Eomer, Faramir, Legolas, Aragorn, et. al.  Speaking of which, I shall stop typing now and serve the mango gelatin so we can get started... ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;-margoyle-&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>new obsession!</title>
    <published>2005-03-25T11:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-25T11:17:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>whipping post - bo bice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if you guys follow american idol,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to have bo bice's babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he may have the biggest nostrils in the northern hemisphere but he is scruffy-greasy hot. especially when he's performing. i can feel his inner core going RAARRRRRR whenever he sings. a young accessible david lee roth, he makes black leather pants look so rip-able and has a voice that sounds like dark, rich lager... talap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he can sniff me anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wipes drool of face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zargoyle is horny-</content>
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    <title>Gargoyles Take Over PS</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T10:57:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T10:57:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lover Lay Down -  Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes, the headline is correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gargoyles have taken over PeopleSupport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two weeks after &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~cel324"&gt;cargoyle&lt;/a&gt; completed her Initial Supervisor Training, &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~shiksagoddess"&gt;jargoyle&lt;/a&gt; received an official letter congratulating her for being selected to undergo Initial Supervisor Training, too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Because of &lt;/strike&gt;Aside from the lure of additional monetary compensation, these gargoyles realized that admin work, agent coaching, and taking escalated calls are very fulfilling endeavors in promoting the growth of their respective accounts. *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tentative gargoyle-gathering-cum-housewarming-ala-gargoyle in &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~shiksagoddess"&gt;jargoyle&lt;/a&gt;'s new flat has been set on payday week or weekend, whichever is more convenient &lt;strike&gt;to coerce&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;the majority&lt;/strike&gt; for &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; gargoyles to attend.  According to the &lt;a href="http://tabulas.com/~shiksagoddess"&gt;new supervisor trainee and apartment-dwelling gargoyle&lt;/a&gt;, utility racks will not be such a bad idea for a housewarming gifts. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the &lt;strike&gt;request&lt;/strike&gt; subtle hint be picked up? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;This is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~cel324"&gt;cargoyle&lt;/a&gt;'s first post in eons. Another cause for celebration, one thinks. *winks*&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>ladeedaa</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T15:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T15:41:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm hoping us goyles can get together soon before I get another job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, cargoyle has a landline already!</content>
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    <title>If Col. Sanders were Dumbledore....</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T03:46:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T05:17:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hedwig's theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Margoylekins and Jargoyle had an epiphany:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over a bucket meal at Margoyle's pad, two little gargoyles convened over possibilities of the romantic kind (i.e. Snape and Lucius).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands crossing as they grabbed various chicken parts from the box with old wise Col. Sanders' image smiling back at us, we were reminded of a certain twinkle in a similar bearded man's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if Col. Sanders were Dumbledore?" a gargoyle voiced out to no one in particular, tilting her head to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other gargoyle paused and pondered the situation presented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They would need houses," the second gargoyle pointed out, shifting her gaze towards the four little cups of sidings on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the first gargoyle followed suit, in complete gargoyle fashion, they simultaneously named the four houses of &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henwarts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashed Potatoes is clearly Hufflepuff.  *duh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pickles in the Chicken Macaroni Salad have a bluish Ravenclaw hint to it. (it takes only a gargoyle mind to figure it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn and Carrots are definitely Gryffindor. *another duh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Coleslaw is Slytherin... (absolutely--- as this was subconsciously the evening's favorite.  "Sarap kasi yung Slytherins, eh.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and from this moment on, visits to KFC will never be the same again. &lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>mic test</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T11:43:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-22T11:43:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">trying out this here communal account. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hola, gargoyles! let's eat maddie's carefully prepared Christmas dinner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-zane-</content>
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    <title>Gargoyle Christmas Dinner</title>
    <published>2004-12-21T00:08:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-21T00:24:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radio Ambient</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;December 22, 2004&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;7:00 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Margoyle's Little Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tentative Menu:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herb Soup (15th century recipe)&lt;br /&gt;Medieval Shepherd's Pie (14th century recipe... not the pie itself)&lt;br /&gt;Rys (14th century recipe for almond honey wild rice)&lt;br /&gt;Peppered Roast Pork (15th century recipe)&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Vegetables &amp; Fruit (ala Denethor's supper in Peter Jackson's ROTK)&lt;br /&gt;Panna Cotta&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Juice (Madame Rosmerta's Recipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will also be the traditional burning of the Yule log, exchange of gifts, listening to new Alan Rickman mp3s, and watching of artsy, drool-inducing and/or Harry Potter movies.  I've been cooking since 4am December 22nd so the gargoyles had better have full attendance. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;-margoyle-&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Merrily We Roll Along...</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T04:58:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T04:58:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was entertaining.  That's all I would like to say.  Jargoylekins chalks up the evening's performance to 2nd-day syndrome.  I'm sure they'll have their hands full with the critics who ended up watching last night so I won't bother adding to that.  Rest assured though, Jargoylekins' performance on its own was splendid as usual.  Not that I can say the same for the rest of the cast... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wasn't supposed to go since Cargoyle had a family emergency and Zargoyle wanted to reschedule as well.  I had no idea how I was going to get the tickets and I really did prefer to watch with the gargoyles.  (We &lt;b&gt;are&lt;/b&gt; still watching it, right!?) But I got a text from Jargoylekins some time before the play asking where we would be eating after.  Flooded with guilt, I made my way to RCBC plaza despite the hapless absence of taxis with a brief stopover at powerplant to pick up a bluberry mousse slice as a peace-offering-cum-bouquet-substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at the lobby (the temperature of which would put Antartica to shame, thus making me don my black jacket over my red t-shirt) the play had already started and there were hardly any ushers manning the booth.  Oh dear.  What could a poor gargoyle do to watch a fellow gargoyle's show?  Well, for starters, she made her way up to the mezzanine and (as there didn't seem to be any objections from the ushers posted as security) she stood near the exit to watch most of the show.  Hehehe.  Maybe it was because I was dressed all in black.  Maybe it was because some of the ushers looked familiar and probably assumed I was ushering for them too.  Granted, the viewing angle wasn't spectacular and it wasn't much fun standing for a couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the end, as per Jargoyekins' texted instructions, I moved backstage.  Again, no one seemed hot to stop me.  I asked a member of the security team where the entrance to the backstage was and was oh so politely ushered there.  Teehee.  I got to watch the ending from behind the curtains, just slightly out of view of the rest of the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the play, I witnessed Jargoylekins' valiant effort to free her 'Avonized' face and the various antics of the cast post-performance.  Then (Oh, Happy, Happy, Happy!!) Jargoylekins slept over at my place.  We drank Vodka cruiser and ate a monstrous Yellow Cab Tribecca Mushroom Pizza with extra Mozarella and Italian Sausage.  I was supposed to accompany her to Landmark this morning too but my poor gargoyle body just couldn't drag itself out of bed.  (Sorry, mummykins... &lt;b&gt;*sniff*&lt;/b&gt;)  So her dad ended up picking her up instead so she wouldn't be late for calltime at noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to watching it with the rest of the gargoyles.  It would be great to sit back and ridicule-- er, I mean, laugh at-- er, I meant, &lt;b&gt;appreciate&lt;/b&gt; (Yes, that's it!) the entire performance with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~cel324"&gt;Cargoyle&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ilikeithere.blogspot.com"&gt;Zargoyle&lt;/a&gt;. Teehee.  Love you mummy!  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;-margoyle-&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>After a day's work...</title>
    <published>2004-12-11T12:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T05:11:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/cargoyle-cartman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/jargoyle-cartman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/margoyle-cartman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/donroth/zargoyle-cartman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://southparkstudios.com/games/create.html"&gt;Try it here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did have to amuse myself after the gargoylian viewing of 'Merrily' got cancelled earlier. &lt;b&gt;*sigh*&lt;/b&gt;  I do hope we all get to watch mummykins' show.</content>
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    <title>Ronnie's Cabaret at CCP</title>
    <published>2004-11-13T19:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-13T19:06:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, yet another failed attempt to get the gargoyles together has come and gone.  It was pretty cool.  I got to watch &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~shiksagoddess"&gt;Mummy Jargoyle&lt;/a&gt; perform a few songs for her Musical Director's open mic thingy.  Hmm... Ronnie... isn't that the guy...?  Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were way too many people with gorgeous voices there.  Though obviously our fellow gargoyle was definitely one of the evening's stars.  There were also way too many people wasting away their utterly delectable 'Y' chromosomes by fancying and/or shagging other people with 'Y' chromosomes, unfortunately.  (Not right there, thankfully.)  Beeches and Badings.  So many people to kill.  Gargoyles exempt of course.  Oh, did I mention that I had the perfect view of Mr. &amp; Mrs. Laparan from Zane's college org?  Naturally all lovey dovey.  Angel looking (and sounding) unfairly gorgeous for someone who has actually given birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High point of my evening was hearing the duet from the DLSU Chorale sing 'I Know Him So Well'.  It sure brought back memories of Radipro and the Miguel DJ Booth.  The wine mummy treated me to was also pretty yummy.  Though the fact that Mummy was able to sing the songs she wanted since a certain beech we should all hate (for real this time) was late and couldn't steal her songs remains at the top of my happy-things-for-today list.  As Mummy and I agreed, life can sometimes be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I won't go into details.  I'm sure there are more eloquent narratives of the evening in one of the other blogs linked in &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~shiksagoddess"&gt;Mummy Jargoyle's&lt;/a&gt; site.  I just wanted to record yet another 'should have been' gargoyle event that has come and gone.  I really hope we can all make it on the 27th for the showing of 'Merrily'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mummy, for my monthly dose of culture!  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;Margoyle&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Janna Servillejo?</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T13:39:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-07T16:38:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Toad the Wet Sprocket's 'All I Want'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, as you all should know by now, Miss Janna Chrsna Tan Remolisan is now married to Neil Monter Servillejo. Since I neglected to bring a camera along (Hey, I slept at 7AM and had to leave at 8!), let me narrate the 'salient' points of the fateful event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I almost didn't make it to her wedding as the cab driver ended up bringing me all the way to Kawit, Cavite despite having vehemently stated that he knew the way to Bacoor Municipal Hall. Luckily, I made it just in time to give the bride her 'something borrowed' and 'something blue' (a.k.a. a saphire and diamond ring) before the ceremony began. The solemnizing officer turned out to be a Catholic Priest and the ceremony was held in accordance with Catholic rites. This part came as a shock to the bride as she had been expecting a purely 'civil' wedding. She had plans of having a big church one in a couple of years. It's a good thing she was able to drag her mother along at the last minute. Otherwise, I think she would have cried a whole lot more while taking her vows. Yes, dear ole quick-to-tear Janna lived up to her reputation by crying at her own wedding, while exchanging vows with her groom. But no matter, the beech looked utterly gorgeous on her wedding day. Sans makeup, she wore this trenchcoat-like tan dress with matching sandals, her shoulder-length bob exquisitely hanging loose about her. They were married along with about 5 other, albeit less handsome, couples. The youngest looked around 18, the young bride's belly obviously buldging as her parents loomed behind her groom throughout the ceremony (Hmm... annulment based on grounds of intimidation must be brought within 4 years after said intimidation has ceased...). The oldest looking ones had their pubescent children in attendance. I suppose the new Servillejos should be proud they were probably the only couple there getting married for its own sake. (At least that's what they've divulged on the record...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Romantic" (a.k.a. Gag!) Highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) As the bride bawled her eyes out during the vows, the second the groom could let go of her hand, he (in all fanfic glory) 'tenderly brushed away' her tears with his thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) During the 'reception' at a chinese restaurant across SM Bacoor for the witnesses and guests, er... me, the topic of the bride adopting the groom's surname came up as dessert was being served. Of course, I told them that the wife's adopting the surname of the husband is a right and not an obligation. As the bride commented in a surprisingly pleased voice that she didn't legally have to change her last name, the groom did nothing but smile and give her gooey eyes, which she returned with an equally sappy smile and gooey eyes, which ended up with them just smiling and making gooey eyes at each other until I had finished my almond lychee dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) While bringing me to a cab after the 'reception', we had to go over this knee-high wall.&amp;nbsp; The bride, obviously hindered by the gorgeous yet impractical-for-wall-climbing slitted attire, was 'whisked' over the wall by the groom. By 'whisked', I mean the type where he lifts her by the waist and half-twirls her over the barrier, her knees bent behind her (toes pointed out) and her hands daintily placed on his shoulders for 'support'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to the bride and groom but I'd really rather avoid weddings for a while now-- gargoylian weddings being in exception, of course.&amp;nbsp; Then again, just how soon another gargoyle wedding will take place is rather predictable... &lt;b&gt;*cough*&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;not likely anytime soon&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;*cough*&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am looking forward to Saturday night gargoyle dinner. I'm just dying to snicker, er I mean, &lt;i&gt;reminisce&lt;/i&gt; about the event with the other gargoyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;-margoyle-&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Gargoyles Commiserating</title>
    <published>2004-06-28T07:39:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-28T07:39:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ambient new agey music from my net radio</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I went to visit Jargoylekins at her house last saturday night.  She was sick.  I was sick.  (Physically this time, not just the usual mental stuff.)  I could only stay a bit since I had to get home, take medicine and collapse into bed.  Although, we did get around to some interesting conversation and Jargoyle introduced me to the fun fun world of Avenue Q, the "adult-oriented" broadway spoof of Sesame Street.  As I told her, she's my only source of culture.  So you can imagine how culture starved this &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/donroth/"&gt;margoyle&lt;/a&gt; is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we got around to talking about the potential gargoyle trip to Spain that &lt;a href="http://ilikeithere.blogspot.com"&gt;Zargoyle's&lt;/a&gt; planned for January 2005.  Jargoyle can't make it due to financial considerations.  Poor margoyle me can't leave her dratted law school thing.  And thus, it was decided that &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cel324/"&gt;Cargoyle&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;cannot&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;should not&lt;/b&gt; go either.  For the simple reason that history should not repeat itself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not clear enough?  Well, let's just say that Jargoyle and I remember a little incident back in college which also involved Zargoyle's romantic life.  She was supposed to have this wonderful date with this guy she was mutually in crush with.  Unfortunately, a certain gargoyle &lt;i&gt;*cough* cargoyle *cough*&lt;/i&gt; just had to require some gargoyle attention from Zargoyle that very same evening, thus canceling the otherwise romantically planned date.  (Well, as romantic as watching the worst movie of all time could be... but that's a Margoyle issue.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, look what happened to Ronnie.  Wouldn't want Jon turning out that way too, now would we? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you Cargoyle! =D But maybe you should go with Zargoyle only when the rest of us gargoyles can go with you.  After all, then, the two lust birds won't have to worry about social obligations since us gargoyles will be able to hold our own.  Come on, they've been apart for ages.  Let poor Jon get some before he discovers what "the other side" can offer.  &amp;gt;D</content>
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    <title>jargoyle goals</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T23:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T23:27:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Can Do Better Than That (From The Last 5 Years)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1.     I will try to get more rest.  Rest is good for the mind and body.&lt;br /&gt;2.     I will pay off my debts by September.  (credit card and whatnot)&lt;br /&gt;3.     My birthday gift for myself will be a new pair of dance shoes and enough money for at least 3 dance lessons.  Dance lessons improve posture.  Improved posture = improved placement.  Improved placement = better singing.&lt;br /&gt;4.     I will get a massage regularly (as my physical therapist instructed).  Bad back = bad breathing.  Bad breathing = bad singing.  Cannot be.&lt;br /&gt;5.     I will wear makeup when I go out, be it with gargoyles or not. (especially with gargoyles except on spa days)&lt;br /&gt;6.     I will read more.&lt;br /&gt;7.     I will drink 8-10 glasses of water a day.&lt;br /&gt;8.     I will not look for a new boy (Not that current boy is only choice), but new boy will seek me out (it wouldn't be so bad for current boy to seek me out too).&lt;br /&gt;9.     I will finish all the books in my reading pile before I buy another one.&lt;br /&gt;10.    I will do what I can to grow in my craft, henceforth, I will either direct or appear in another play (musical or not) by the end of 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gargoyles will help, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all!</content>
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    <title>jargoyle speak</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T17:16:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T17:18:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mindless keyboard tapping</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello!  yes, i am stubborn to not yet create my own account here.  but at least i try to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting fat again.  seeing that this is a phase i seem to fall into after every production, i'm hoping to do something about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will try to enroll in dance classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can hear zargoyle and cargoyle laughing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy who used to be the choreographer of the la salle dance troupe holds regular jazz classes somewhere in rockwell for 500 bucks a session, every sunday from 5:30-7:30 pm.  will bring out my calculator to see if i can afford it. (hmmm... that's about 5-6K for shoes, plus 500 per session, transpo... ahahay... papayat nga ako... di na ako makakakain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, baby margoyle and zargoyle, i miss you guys na!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we must spa... just not this week, marami akong babayaran.  end of month paycheck, perhaps?  :P  spa and a marina lunch? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched POA again for pure visual satisfaction.  i want a hogwarts robe.  it'd be a good dressing robe pag may show (freaky, pero nice, noh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm now craving for yang chow rice and stuffed tofu from han pao, vegetable dumplings from kwang tong, pot stickers from north park, and that fish tempura thing from kitaro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you troglodytes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love,&lt;br /&gt;joy</content>
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    <title>low bat</title>
    <published>2004-06-07T21:49:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-07T21:49:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jargoyle here.  Suffering from Side Show withdrawal syndrome (actually, it's not the show... just missing the bastard who played my character's love interest, which makes things even worse.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some first entry this turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margoyle, it's really too bad you missed the show.  Will see if i can scrounge up for a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zargoyle, Cargoyle, Thanks for coming!  Hope you enjoyed the show.</content>
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    <title>I'm in!</title>
    <published>2004-05-22T23:56:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-22T23:56:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fill Me In by Craig David</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This &lt;i&gt;gargoyle&lt;/i&gt; has perched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see the rest flocking in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cargoyle*</content>
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    <title>(Use Heavy Indian Accent &amp; A Big Smile) Welcome, Welcome!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-22T15:46:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-22T15:51:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is purely selfish, I know.  Since my LJ is now "friends only", Zargoyle and Jargoyle have no access to my pathetic little rants.  Besides, even &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~cel324"&gt;Cargoyle&lt;/a&gt; has a few secured entries in her journal that she might want to share with the gargoyles and not everyone on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, our new communal email addy is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;gargoylians@yahoo.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the password is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to post here too, particularly Jargoyle who has said that she hasn't the time to maintain her own journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lots,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~donroth"&gt;Margoyle&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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