Written By udin on Minggu, 30 Oktober 2005 | 21.42
So. Here's where R and I vegetate on our less exciting weekends doing mundane, domesticated things like hang out the laundry and argue over how many pairs of socks it is possible to lose after every wash.
I’m seldom surprised when I think about why Singaporean culture is only kinda interesting for magazines like Wallpaper and the Newspapers like the Guardian when they are talking about us in context as to how weird this whole place is. When I read articles about the country in foreign papers, I can’t help but get the feeling that they think the country as this strange place with a basically rather
Written By udin on Minggu, 23 Oktober 2005 | 23.28
Amazing. Robbie Williams has this pop promo where his dick is manifested in the form of a snake, and it escapes from the back of his arse and attempts to penetrate fantastically tattooed cheerleaders. That aside, I really am going to go quite mad. I’ve finally managed to finish phrase 1 of this scrap book I’m making. Its filled with some of the most amazing nonsense I’ve come across since… three
I’ve been meaning to blog for some time, but the opportunity to do so continuously eludes me. It started off with my Mac’s music folder getting locked up and my printer refusing to work properly. Nothing builds up frustration quicker then a stubborn Mac (when a Mac doesn’t work like it should, its even more frustrating then a PC, with those machines, you get the feeling like you have more ways
Written By udin on Minggu, 16 Oktober 2005 | 21.51
My life would be perfect, if only my Powerbook will stop preventing anyone or anything from accessing the ‘Music’ folder. But no matter. I have wireless broadband now, and my life feels much more complete. Scary, but true. A great deal of consumer services are really not necessary, but wireless broadband isn’t one of them. Richard and I have decided to make a commitment to doing at least one set
I spent most of yesterday slightly hung-over after a catch-up with Mr. Big the night before. We watched a flamenco act and I felt myself wishing I knew how to dance to the music. I thought it was lovely how some places in the world still danced for entertainment, without the necessity for classes and clubs and such. Where they danced on the street when they wanted. And I thought it was a pity
We’ve got this weird art project for 3D class the next few weeks where I’m to make a mask of some sort of emotional value. Of course I’m obsessed with bondage and auto erotic asphyxiation and submission… among other things. And I don’t think I’m the only one. Anyway, people kept on harping on the usage of cling wrap and I started bursting out in laughter in the middle of the class because of the
"...And who is helping in this powerful and intricate clampdown on Internet freedom? Western companies desperate to do business with China: Firewalls and filtering systems have been provided by the American Cisco Systems, while Chinese Internet users wanting to start blogs on a site hosted by US company Microsoft are told that “democracy,” “human rights” and “Tiananmen” are examples of “
Orgasms are problematic things. They’re nice to have, but they really cause a great deal of unwanted problems. You know, things like, if I use the industrial vibrator I’ll reach it in a few minutes but I’ll involuntarily damage my clit. Or if I get her to help me jerk off that’s better than jerking off alone, only I’ll be too worried about her getting bored, so… it wouldn’t really work.Wouldn’t
If you tuned in to Perfect 10 this morning, you’ll have heard my hyper-sexed voice from about 9 to 10 going on about breasts and perversion and some other tame nonsense. But that’s the good thing about radio I suppose, you never know what’s really happening in the studio. I mean, who are you kidding. All the times when radio stations have interviewed b-grade porn stars… you think that’s all they’
Written By udin on Selasa, 04 Oktober 2005 | 20.47
The apartment flooded again last night, but I slept through most of it while Richard pail-ed out most of the stuff after waking up suddenly with the feeling that there was something going very, very wrong. My life has started filling up with weird domestic responsibilities that have never occurred to me with my parents. Its funny having a maid around because things just Get Done. The floors are
Written By udin on Minggu, 02 Oktober 2005 | 06.19
Funny... but I don't care much for other people any more. There seem to be a few people that matter to me, and that's all that kinda matters. I had a long crap blog about how pathetic I thought it was for the guys I used to see to attempt to still try and shag me. No I haven't changed. I'm not less fun for myself, I still enjoy my own company a great deal, it's just that it's a lot less fun for