Bondage Baby

Fucking Blogger's screwing up on me. Anyway, this was the post that should have been for the day before yesterday.
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Did I mention I was enlisted to do a shoot a-la bondage style today? If not, then I’m telling you now; This was how I spent the first Monday of my new found freedom. I got up bloody early at 9 a.m. to get my eyebrows threaded, to purchase a corset and to get the SM

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In Case You’re Wondering

I’m still alive, despite having being either very hung-over, or very drunk the last couple of nights. It’s a damn long story, but I’ll fill in the bits I liked the best. I’d met two fantastically cool guys last night, and they got me completely drunk, as they did themselves, and after Élan left to meet his date, Ty and I went back to Élan’s place to get some stuff we’d left there

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In Other News...

I have been cordially informed that I might win 2 tickets to NY at tomorrow's bartop dancing finals at CU (it's beside The Front Page... dork ;) ) So come down and support me. You'll know which one I am, I'm confident in my absurd and down right dirty behaviour.

Allright, I'll be wearing next to nothing.

xo

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One Size Fits All…

Now I remember why I’ve never bought any of those damn SM costumes. They were all made for clearly Caucasian women, with their bigger frames and bigger boobs. The corsets are easily fixed by tying the laces a little tighter, but there is apparently no way to make the ‘boob’ part fit better. But I really needed a piece for the next shoot, so I bought it anyway, and went to get it altered. I told

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Why Singaporeans are Weird.

I was on the train back from the bloody exam today, and I started to have a coughing fit. Now this was a real fit, I’m coughing so hard there are tears in my eyes, and they were pouring, and the lady beside me took out a packet of tissue. I though, ah that’s nice, I didn’t know people actually cared. No, they do not. Your dumb to think they do, she used it to cover her nose and mouth. Sure,

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Chocolate Balls!

Let’s see how eventful sitting at a café for half a day can be. There was this dude who emailed me about my modeling work, asking how much I charged some time ago. He’s called Dr. Seuss, as in, you know, The Grinch eats his Greens, and Eggs and Ham. I thought he was some kinda pervert initially, wanting to do bondage and shit like that, but then I realized it wasn’t very fair of me to have

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Status Anxiety

"There goes the Spicer Wilcoxes, Mama! I'm told theey're dying to know us. Hadn't we better call?"
"Certainly not dear. If they are dying to know us. they are not worth knowing. The only people worth knowing are they people who don't want to know us."

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Belittling others is no pasttime for those convinced of their own standing. There is terror behind haughtiness, and it takes a punishing

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Fortunate Meetings

Last night was so fun I do not even feel vaguely guilty for having gone out, when I really shouldn’t have been. But not like it would have made much of a difference anyway, I had hit saturation point with the books. And besides, I had already asked Dee’s boyfriend to meet me. I was at my new café haunt again yesterday, reading, but not concentrating very much. I’ve simply lost the momentum to

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Royal Tim-Sum

The Princess managed to bugger me into going for Zouk Out this year, and I though, fuck you am I gonna pay $45 for a damn ticket to a rave party. $45 can buy me tickets to the theatre, it can buy two bottle of wine, it can buy me lunch at Lawry’s, although the last is of not much consequence since I don’t like steak anyway. But there are sweet advantages to being a girl, and one thing’s that

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Dazed

A few days ago I chanced upon the nicest café with the yummiest desserts and the sweetest serving staff, and I’ve been going back there since. Just about ever other day. I went out with Luce two days ago… or three, I don’t really remember now, and apparently he recognized the chef from the Halloween party he took me to. It was odd, because I had wanted to go say hi to the chef, but Luce did the

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And I Find These Erotic...

Fluorescent tubers,
Trapped on a wooden lattice,
Strangled by nature.

Sun coloured street-lights
Through the leaves of trees by night,
Breach their filaments

Silk-and tar-ed paved roads,
Double-lined no parking signs,
Bright red crimson car.




*** He held my hand as we made our way to the train station, for once I didn’t have much to say. What was I supposed to feel? You were nice

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Why I’m in a Daze…

I’m not really prepared for this bloody examination. To start of with, I wasn’t made to take exams. I’ve always been quite terrible with them, and always leave them feeling like it was just too mediocre. They usually turn out slightly better then mediocre, but they’ve never been stellar. Then there’s Mike, whose leaving this Friday, who is still wondering if he should come back next year.

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Absolutely Busy

I’ll tell you what’s my problem is with the Christian conviction in the absolute.

My dad was running a tape by a somewhat famous Christian apologist called Ravi Zacharias in the car on the way to church today, and in it he propounded the purity and the need to be found in the absolute. The chastisement for the lack of it is always the same; and that is nothing. My dad says I don’t understand

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Oh Dear Me

Someone has emailed me about the flippant comment I made about Hinduism a couple of days back. I was completely shocked when I got it, but reading the post again, I suppose I was horribly full of Christian dogma when I made it. I said that the images created to represent their belief(s) would induce me to queasiness if I were around them all the time. True, they would. But it’s not because I

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Dreadful Days to Come

Believe it or not, I have been holed up since 8 am studying. I can say I am simply not prepared enough. I just seem to keep on forgetting the things I’ve put into my head every time I pick up something different. Tragic, tragic, tragic. But no matter. I’ll be pleased to get a good enough grade to made it to design school. I was never very academic anyway, and besides, that was what I’ve

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I look up my blog stats from time to time to see who’s linked me, and sometimes they have pretty fun blogs I think we all deserve to read. Wannabe Sugar-Baby is pretty cool. It’s got a nice outfit, is compulsively readable, and very real. Gold-digging is not something you do in cold blood, it would seem. Plus, she’s called Tiffany. Who can resist…? The truth is, I have never, I swear not

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It’s a Small World After-All

So one of my blog readers has taken to sleeping with Mr. B. Aint’it weird? So that was how she knew it was me Sunday night (she had just left his place to return him his key, and I had been making my way up). Can you believe that? Two completely unrelated people; My God. I feel like a vortex for idiosyncratic twists of fate. I think he asked her if she’d like to join in the next time round. He

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Fantastic Family Fun

That’s what group sex feels like and it’s probably because the people were all so cool. Quite odd, but I enjoyed I better then any threesome I’ve ever had. It was good group sex. It had blood, whipping, skinny dipping and dancing about naked, along with just the right amount of alcohol. At least this time I was pretty much sure of what I was doing, and it felt nothing like a depraved sex binge,

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I make a sucky Voltaire.

Some random observations. One: When I had met Luce for dinner, he had been talking to me about Dawkins, and after dinner, he bought me his book. Basically, he agreed with Darwinism, and the whole idea that it was essentially our genes that controlled us. Natural selection works for the sake of passing on the best genes. Trail and error. I don’t believe in trail and error. If you recall

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Woo Hoo. Group Sex.

Well, weird shit. I went out with Luce again for dinner. I am definitely going to get fat if I keep on dating like this, we had wanted to go dancing, but somehow found ourselves nursing cups of hot chocolate and pecan pie instead. It was the first time I had pecan pie, can I definitely say it is not easy to work through. I really like him, and I like talking to him, and he makes me think.

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Wow. The US election was really none of my business, and in fact, I'm mildly pleased at the fact that Asian stock markets rose. Not like it's a big deal, if his Middle Eastern policies are going to continue being as tragic as they currently are (actually, tragic really doesn't quite describe it) -I was thinking about oil prices, not Iraqi children dying, although that's not the most pleasing

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Smell my Pineapple!

I’ve been terribly bogged down by work lately. I’ve just about done a Homer Simpson (i.e. made an ass groove into a couch) at this lovely new café I’ve found, resting under the shadow of a posh new office building by the sea. It’s got great coffee and fantastic falafel wraps, all for under 10 bucks. It’s also a fantastic spot to do some white guy executive watching. The Princess and I have a bit

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Mediterranean Rose

It had been left unfinished for a long time and I felt like doing a little re-decorating of my room and thought another painting would be nice. 12 by 18. Oil on canvas.

Luce found it quite amusing that I didn't know Rilke was male. But we all learn, and at least I got some pretty good poetry recommendations from him, and a low down on his military background. I shall now know better then to

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The Nobleness in Life...

Found a really old book in my father’s rather extensive, and un-doubtly very varied, library (The Encyclopedia of Jewish Customs, 1985, Dune, to ah, Maria Rilke). <>Sex is difficult; yes, But they are difficult things with which we have been charged… If you only recognize this and manage, out of yourself, out of your own nature and ways, out of your own experience, and childhood and

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November 2

Vic reminded me of a particular acquaintance coming back from camp this weekend, and I found myself looking at him, going, ‘Has it ALREADY been three weeks?’. It’s of mild significance to me because the night before this dude left for National Service, I had met Mike. Not like it’s a big deal, but it sure doesn’t feel like I’ve been sleeping with him all that much. Actually, I’m not; because in

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