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Saturday, March 03, 2007

”Nalipasan na kasi ako ng gutom, e.”
- Doug Candano, after eating 7.8 bowls of Yoshinoya gyudon in 20 minutes

This afternoon at Megamall, the HegEmoness, Arrrkaye and I cheered Doug on during the grand finals of the Yoshinoya beef bowl eating contest. We had talked about Doug joining the thing, believing that his prowess in snarfing horrific amounts of food down in inhumanly short spans of time would, some way, some how, result in something more beneficial than just the chance for us to stare at him in pure horror. And he actually joined the thing, so of course we had to be there. He won third place and got a beef bowl-shaped trophy + cash. Good enough for eating the weight equivalent of a human baby. The guy who placed first with 8+ bowls had set a picture of his ex-girlfriend on the table for motivation. He looks as smarmy as he sounds.

Our Doug as Devourer groupie trip marked the end of my post-relationship, post-university life daze in Katipunan, wherein I did not go home for almost 3 days, eating out, drinking out, and conking out on couches with friends.

I do not have school any longer. I do not have an octopus any longer. I have been pried open to all else, and I will handle it with mad nerve like always, this infinite succession of yes, please, anything.


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