Like many an old-fashioned bibliophile, I resisted the dawn of the e-book age when it was ushered in by Amazon’s ubiquitous Kindle e-book reader. I clung stubbornly to my bookshelf and vowed that I would never trade the pleasure of reading a paperback novel for the compact convenience of its digital counterpart. Well that pretty
Despite it being around for ages, I only got around to visiting Mercato Centrale when my Cebu-based friend Kaith came to Manila two Saturdays ago and wanted to check it out. It was good to finally have an excuse to haul my ass there. I have heard that Mercato is a place where establishments like
When pets have been with you for years, it’s easy to believe that they’ll be by your side forever. But even the most stalwart space cats can’t fight old age and pneumonia, as I learned yesterday afternoon when I came home to find my beloved Kylee dead. I was 12 going on 13 when I
Today is my brother Luijoe’s 19th birthday. Or it would have been, if he lived to see today. Believe it or not, it still hurts to think about him after 11 (12?) years of him being gone. No matter where I go or what I do, he’s always in the back of my mind, as
Five years ago, I was 21 and single, and one of my best friends had recently gotten into a relationship. While catching up over coffee the other night, she reminded me about a blog post I wrote in an attempt to dissect my feelings about the whole situation – me, Forever Alone, and her, newly
It’s easy to assume that you know everything there is to know about sex and your sexual well-being, especially after years of getting frisky between the sheets. But sexual health is more than just avoiding unplanned pregnancy or being free from sexually-transmitted diseases. It also means taking responsibility for your own body, your health, the
A few days ago, I finally confessed to my boss that I was utterly miserable at our (wonderful) company, where I am supposed to be the SEO manager but have been doing nothing but mind-numbing, soul-crushing online marketing for the last 3 months to cover for a manager on maternity leave. (How I ended up
When you’re climbing uphill in a smelly hipster sandwich, shivering despite your winter coat and three layers of clothes, you start asking yourself if seeing this next band was really worth leaving your nice, cozy spot behind
If writing is a muscle that needs exercise, then my writing muscle is a lazy flabby thing growing fat on a junk food diet of comedy websites and British tabloids. It occasionally gets up with a grunt to churn out reports, emails, and training documents before slumping back into a sofa, cushions deflating under its
My name is Lauren Dado and this is my personal blog. I like nerdy things, scary things, and pretty things. I'm not really always right. (
