jesus, focker.

a couple of hours ago, i experienced a "meet the parents" moment... after arriving, i went to go get my ticket for the next leg of my trip (singapore-manila), where i was promptly told by the woman behind the counter: "please take a number and we will be with you shortly." i looked at her, brow furrowed, looked at the flashing 858, looked around at the emptiness to my left, then my right, and behind me, looked back at her and asked: "are you serious? i have to get a number??" for effect i subtly waved my cane, as if to say: "you're asking me to hobble 20 feet to get a number, and come back, simply for the sake of protocol? i'm a f*cking gimp!" she was not to be swayed, so i glowered, limped over to take my number (#860--because between my glare and my bum leg, someone had beat me to the ticket line) and limped back just as 860 started to flash. never has my energy been so uselessly expended. airline industry-1, kristine-0.

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aside from the aforementioned tomfoolery, my 18-hour trip has been quite wonderful, due in no small part to my very new favorite accessory, my cane. the kindness of complete strangers has been tremendously overwhelming: a choir of TSA security cooed sympathetically i limped through the metal detector... the stewardesses doted upon me, bringing me fresh icepacks and pillows every few hours to console my throbbing toe... and my seat buddy didn't complain once, even though i got up about 5 times to pee. i might have to rock the cane every time i travel... hmmm...

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my long flights home afford me the opportunity to guiltlessly catch up on my movie watching:

• spiderman 2: pretty good/entertaining... though not as fun as the xmen series, batman begins, or superman--but i am psyched for spiderman 3
• failure to launch: thank god i didn't impulsively purchase this at best buy the other day... one viewing was enough... doesn't anyone know how to make a good romantic comedy anymore? usually bringing to the surface someone's deep-seated trauma does not make for happy resolutions...
• dangerous liaisons: i've been wanting to watch this movie for a long time and it did not disappoint... i'm infatuated with the double entendres couched in very proper english... any chance we can bring that back?
• and, of course, i watched 8 below, which had me whimpering for about an hour and a half. a man who hugs his dogs is a man after my own heart. its paul walker's best role to date.

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i'll be in the Philippines for a few days, which includes some time spent at my cousin's wedding. posting will probably resume when i arrive in indonesia, though i will make an effort if my grandparents' dial-up isn't too finicky. miss you all (even more than i miss cupcakes and pret-a-manger).