Where Mabie's friendships go to die

So last night, I went on an “araw-araw Friday” night out with Remi and Mabie to the place where Mabie’s friendships go to die – Conspiracy at Visayas Avenue. How this place became the Death Valley of Mabie’s relationships is a bit of a long story (masalimuot, I think, is the most apt description), so let’s not get into that. Anyway, when she invited us to the test of friendship site to watch a gig by the awesomely named Bullet Dumas, I have to admit that I had some apprehensions.

Doesn't look all that scary, right?

Bullet Dumas

Let me explain. I’ve known them both for roughly 5.8 years, ever since I started working at that loony bin disguised as a website. I have to say, most of the friendships I made there have been the ones forged in Mordor. I, therefore, had been curious about Mabie’s Mordor. What does it look like? Was it like the Outlook Hotel? Basically, anong engkanto ba ang andun at parang sinasaniban ng masamang espiritu ng kaabnormalan ang mga taong sinasama ni Mabie dun?

Everybody has that I guess, that dark corner of your soul where the FOs lie in wait before they spring up in your face like demented Jacks in a Box. It’s one of those crazy epiphanies, the ones when you suddenly up and realize that you better just cut your losses and cut clean at the soonest possible time. (It’s never really “clean” though – there’s bound to be blood, and sometimes it isn’t even mutual. A friend will break up with you and you can’t do anything about it but start cleaning up the mess.)

Wait, I thought I had a point. Ah, yes. I had my apprehensions, simply because I was afraid I’d lose something in there. I’m happy to report though that I didn’t lose anything. I instead was treated to a great night of music.

PS. Dear Bullet Dumas, ang galing mo, leche ka.