Glad that I’m done celebrating with family last night because today is such a dreary day and my sister-in-law and my nephews may not be able to come if I held the dinner today. So last night I ordered everthing via Grab and everyone was full.

I woke up to the news about the entire Bicol region being flooded as Typhoon Kristine, which hasn’t even landed yet, dumped a huge amount of rain in the region. Leni Robredo was asking for more pump boats for low-lying Naga City because they could no longer do rescues with what meager resources they had. She wrote the SOS in Bicolano, which I still understood as I had a bf in college who is from Legaspi City and I learned the language. Legaspi is also inaundated with water; it’s also a low-lying city that is also near the sea and Mayon, making it a natural basin.

With all the bad things happening, I’m not in a mood to celebrate. I’ll just savor the last day of my week-long leave by staying in bed and keeping warm.

I cooked the leftover katsu I made two nights ago and made it into a katsu egg rice curry bowl.

I made space in my fridge now that I used up the leftover rice and katsu cutlets. The meal was good, if I could say so myself.

Now I need to free up space in the fridge by feeding my brood the tiramisu cake that I bought for them yesterday. It’s tragic that I could no longer enjoy such treats. I also have two tubs of macha ice cream in my freezer.

The wind here is howling and the rain has gone horizontal. And to think the bitch Kristine hasn’t made landfall yet.

Rain is minimal but the winds are strong. It’s only 5:50 pm but feels like it’s already 9 pm. It’s so dark and the wind is still howling. No announcement yet of suspension of the conference tomorrow but I doubt if I could push through with that drive. It’s going to be suicide.

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We don’t have power. The typhoon is getting more violent by the hour.