Friday, June 22, 2007
1:06 AM
where do we go now
I'm finishing a waaay overdue final paper, running on a sugar and caffeine high (strawberry banana ice cream and 2 mugs of coffee! at 1 a.m!), and doing yet another dance of delay by blogging and asking people not to send e-mails. At least not to my old Yahoo address.Days ago, I woke up at noon and checked my mail. Only to be informed that my ID and password are invalid. I tried again. No go. Knowing that I hadn't changed the password I've been using FOR SEVEN YEARS, I clicked on the Sign-in problems? link and provided the personal information asked for. Only to be informed that they don't match the information in the account. (Well, it's entirely possible my date of birth has changed since I originally signed up.) So I e-mailed Yahoo Customer Care about my predicament. Two days later, I received an e-mail from Pedro (yes, Pedro) saying that my Yahoo acount can be restored if I can provide the correct Secret Answer to the security question I had set up when I created the account. The secret security question, ladies and gentlemen, is:"where do i go from here?"Of course, I have no fucking clue what the answer could be. I've tried to put myself into the mindset of the 18-year-old stranger who asked this question (and smacked her on the head several times too), but I am at a loss. I never fail to amaze myself.My list of possible one-word answers (keeping my old feeling-profound self in mind) include the following:1. there2. nowhere3. anywhere4. somewhere5. everywhere6. elsewhere7. up8. home9. hell10. limbo11. Marikina12. Ateneo13. wherever
14. Wonderland
15. Never-Never-Land
16. down17. away
(The list could go on, but at this point I'm getting hungry, so I'm posting a picture of the SINIGANG I made last week, the first sinigang I've ever cooked. It has all the basic ingredients: kamatis, sibuyas, sitaw, labanos, sili, bok choy (in lieu of the elusive kangkong), baboy. After simmering the pork for over an hour, I threw the vegetables in, poured in a packet and a half of Knorr sinigang mix (ang asim ng tunay na sampalok!), seasoned it with B's Thai patis, and SALIVATED. We made our rice swim in the sour sabaw, scarfed it down in the sweltering heat (28 degrees Celsius, almost like Manila!) and agreed: it tasted like home.)
(It was also Independence Day back home.)
(And I briefly contemplated quitting grad school and enrolling in cooking school.)But anyway, I e-mailed Pedro back using another account, and offered detailed information about my self and my Yahoo folders to prove I own the account, and included my top 2 answers to the security question while admitting that I don't remember anymore what the right answer could be. Let's hope Pedro finds it in his heart to restore seven years' worth of romantic correspondence, of contacts, of work history, of material for my future biographer (you do know I'm kidding, right?).In the meantime, please send all future e-mails to naya dot valdellon at utoronto dot ca. Tell me where I can go from here. Labels: food, life, technology
