Constant use will not wear ragged the fabric of friendship. ~ Dorothy Parker
The only plan for me and my sister on All Saints’ Day was to see Real Steel at Shang. But thanks to old friends who fodder for unlimited cake serving while considering large doses of caffeine and even a larger bandwidth on WiFi, sister and I found a more saccharine way to spend Day 1 of November.
In between the catch-up chats and the coffee cup-twirling and cake crumbs-picking were lots of online time (except in Tita’s case, which was mostly being glued to the monitor with her game of beheading zombies with green peas), plotting story lines based on our photos (the BOD meeting, Ate Len’s side trip to the farm, etc.), and surprises surprises (surprise P500 Autoload, surprise powering down of the new laptop, and surprise gifts from Ate Bong and Tita).
Except for the specifics, there is nothing new in what transpired here — eating, trading stories, analyzing computer breakdowns, embedding memories in photographs. Old friends do these things, and are comfortable at repeating that which they have come to love doing together. So just what do we do in the world in the absence of old friends?