He made the mess but he wants others to clean up after him

President Trump told aides he’s willing to end the U.S. military campaign against Iran even if the Strait of Hormuz remains largely closed, administration officials said, likely extending Tehran’s firm grip on the waterway and leaving a complex operation to reopen it for a later date.

In recent days, Trump and his aides assessed that a mission to pry open the chokepoint would push the conflict beyond his timeline of four to six weeks. He decided that the U.S. should achieve its main goals of hobbling Iran’s navy and its missile stocks and wind down current hostilities while pressuring Tehran diplomatically to resume the free flow of trade. If that fails, Washington would press allies in Europe and the Gulf to take the lead on reopening the strait, the officials said.

— Wall Street Journal

The dotard thinks the world is at his beck and call. Like pressure Europe and Gulf states to “lead” in opening the Strait — in other words, fix his mess.

The fuck.

I want to slap a MAGAt’s face right now.


I slept for 6 hrs straight last night because my cats couldn’t bother me at 3 am because my room was sealed. My kids and I slept in my room with the aircon on because the heat is already unbearable for my perimenopausal body and temperament.

Even though it’s still cool during the small hours, I told myself I shouldn’t let myself be miserable just because Trump is jacking up my electricity rate. Turn on the aircon!

Walk at 6:30 am. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Because I slept well, I woke up at 6 am without being groggy. I surprisingly had energy (as a non-morning person) so I decided to walk 3 km before going to the wet market for veggies and fruits and some fish.

At the wet market. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I didn’t take my car and just rode the jeep to the market. I paid PHP 50 one way because a little help to our jeep ans tricycle drivers go a long way.

After washing my fresh produce, I cooked brunch for me and my girls. I will boycott work today. The government has declared half-day off anyway.

Kimchi fried rice. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I had a lot of leftovers in my fridge so kimchi fried rice it is. I chopped up all the fish cakes and kimchi that were taking space in my fridge and dunked these on the day-old rice.

Some Spam and veggie salad and that’s it. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

We’re so cooked

GMA News reported last night that there is a possibility that a kilo of pork could go up to PHP 500 by next week or in the following weeks.

Prices of basic necessities would go out of control. There are only a few jeepney and bus drivers who are braving the high diesel prices. Commuters are stuck. The ordinary workers are so fucked.

All because of an insane man. I want to throw a lot of expletives at my MAGA uncle. You and the rest of the ignorant Filipino Americans like you installed a madman that is bringing so much strife to us and we didn’t even want this war.

The Americans should oust this president, for the love of God, they should — through people power — before the world is dragged into WW3. The Philippines did it twice. Sri Lanka did it recently. There should be an end to this madness.


One crazy ride

It has been a week since I posted because shit has hit the fan.

Since Monday, I’ve been chasing CEOs, regulators, and whoever I can talk to about this oil crisis.

And yes, I was driving to and from Makati/BGC and absorbing the gas prices that doubled since this shitty war. It hurts, damn it, but I needed to work. I needed to chase people. I needed interviews.

As of Tue when the government declared a national energy emergency, the Philippines only had 45 days worth of fuel. It had to negotiate with SEAsian neighbors and even Russia for at least 700,000 barrels of oil to augment our supply. As of Friday, the government was able to extend the buffer to until June.

But this doesn’t ease the burden of skyrocketing pump prices.

Jeepney drivers could no longer bring home earnings because the price of diesel has more than doubled. I feel for them.

Patreng Non again opened the community pantry for public utility drivers and food/ecommerce motorcycle riders. However, that is just one area of Quezon City. We need to do this nationwide.

One of the CEOs I interviewed last week said this is worse than what happened during the pandemic. What we had then were mobility issues, which was manageable because we were able to work around it. This time it’s different. It’s a supply problem and that means if you don’t have it, then there’s no workaround. You just don’t have it.

He said Metro Manila is vulnerable because all of its food supply is trucked into the city. It doesn’t have its own food supply whereas people from the provinces have backyards and smallholding farmers that can sell food within a certain radius.

One of my bffs who has a trucking business stopped operations because it no longer makes business sense. The cost of fuel is just too high while the contracts didn’t change.

I had already thought about this carefully so tonight I decided to shop for two months worth of groceries. It would save me the trip as I have to be careful with my fuel consumption. Prices of goods after March would jump and Lord knows how long we have to endure such burden that we have no control over.

My freezer is now filled to the gills and my extra supplies are now stashed under my couch and over my kitchen cabinets.

The thing here is, I don’t know if I would still be able to hold on to this job. Iran has threatened to cut the subsea Internet cables in the Strait of Hormuz and 90% of internet traffic passes though there. If I don’t have internet, I can’t work. 🤦🏻‍♀️


Iran has been trolling Trump for several days now and it’s hilarious and at the same time scary. This is psy war in a different way. They’re using humor to drop hints at what they’re going to do next but it doesn’t remove the sting.

Aside from hacking into the emaik of the head of FBI, Iran has also tracked down the Israeli pilots that have dropped bombs on Iran and now they’re doxxing the pilots. The civilian bombings in Israel are really targeting the families of these pilots. Iran has their coordinates. 👀

You see, this war is different. US and Israel are not fighting ragtag jihadists in Iraq or Syria. Iran has a well-trained and organized military. They had been waiting for the two for 20 years. This is a fight for their existence and you know how that went with Vietnam…

Reports said the US 82nd Airborne Division is already en route to Khrag Island, an important oil terminal in Iran, for ground assault.

Por Dios santo, Trump is leading them to their senseless deaths!

Back to my weight loss saga

This was supposed to be more than 12km but I forgot to record my ascent to the mountain.

I’m so fat. My last outdoor exercise was in November and during my last visit to my endocrinologist, my test results showed that I’m losing control. My HbA1c test was elevated so my doctor asked if I want to change my medication. I said I’ll try to go on a diet again and exercise. If I still can’t bring it down, then I have to have a more aggressive blood sugar drug.

So I put on my new OnCloud shoes yesterday at 15 mins before 4 pm to hike up on the mountain.

Going up. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
On a slight incline. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Listening to the wind, to the trees. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Going down, down, down. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
I walked along the corn fields. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Kids flying kites among the corn stalks. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Sunset. Photo by CallMeCreation.com
Our mountain. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I thought my body would hurt because it has been months since I did long distance walking but I still managed to go to the weekend community market this morning on foot without aches. I should walk again after church this afternoon.

Then a deep tissue massage.

Sounds good.

It’s already hot

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Goodbye, amihan. You helped me bring down my electricity cost as I didn’t run our airconditioners for three months. You were awesome.

But today I had to turn it on at noon because it was irritatingly hot. There goes my Meralco bill… 😵‍💫

Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Today is the end of Ramadan (Eid al Fitr) so most of us in Southeast Asia didn’t work. I worked so hard yesterday, churning out three stories, because a long weekend was upon me. One day less, less stories for me.

I got tortured again by that editor. Actually, she was torturing two of us. That other journo is our Manila reporter, who has been ranting to me for more than a week now about the editor from the land of bubblegum pop. I really, really couldn’t stand it any longer. I’ve already told friends that I’m quitting so that they can watch out for job openings for me.

My forest is alive and happy. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

The one who wanted me to be a comms consultant for their firm told me that they already had a comms team in place (got tired of me waiting when I will make up my mind). Meanwhile, the job notice given to me by a friend suddenly closed after only a day of posting. I was about to work on my application last night after work when I saw this.

Hahahaha! What the hell?!

The other job posting at the central bank given to me by that same friend was a dud because the post was just for formalities since there is already an internal hire for that. 😑

The two posts I applied for at a multilateral agency are still at the “screening” stage. Friends told me that institution is notoriously known for a long hiring process that can last up to 6 months. I applied for it in January so it’s likely I won’t hear from them until June. 🫠

I hope I’m still sane by then. Because the way that this editor is driving me nuts is going to push me into depression again.


I’m under attack

Editor from the land of bubblegum pop admonished me for such a trivial thing last Monday.

I was working even though I was sick, emailing my colleague for the story we were working on, talking to sources on the phone. Then I became feverish at around noon, so I had to message the team that I wouldn’t be able to make it to the 1 pm call because I was down with fever.

I took a nap so that the fever would go away.

I woke up to a Teams message ping, with the K editor scolding me for just messaging on Teams, for skipping the call, not filing for leave if I don’t intend to work, etc etc.

I told her I was working and didn’t intend to skip work, it just so happened that at noon I was down with fever and had to sleep it off.

Where is the humanity? Where is the empathy?

So even though I was not feeling well, I drove all the way to Ortigas yesterday to attend a week-long conference. I was coughing and sniffling — I was a danger unto humanity.

Photo by CallMeCreation.com