Thinking of a getting a nice cake for someone special? Email me!

Or go to Wazza’s Lucid Dreaming and find the man who made it and can make one for ya – or email him!

yesyes  cock cake oso can make – heheh. No hair got hair oso cannnnn

heih! be a man!

The trailer looks light enough – I hesitate everytime someone ask me to watch a lesbian movie/tvshow because the issues are so heavy – its a lil hard for me to digest at times – you see, i can be as shallow as the movies i feel like watching. I’m thinking, yeah – I’ll watch it for the cute girl on girl action,

i was kinda hoping sailormoon would jump out of a shadow and lift her skirt too.

Then again – put two asian chicks together kissing is enough for me to watch it – yes i’d watch it. This story is written by a popular manga writer – Yamaji Ebine whose works encompasses several lesbian themes.  My guess is they have turned one of her manga into a movie – and by gosh i am looking forward to watch it –

I may have found a gaiman substitute in Yamaji Ebine’. Here’s the word of the day for all you plebians out there:

Yuri (yu-ri)

Stories in anime or manga which focus on female homosexuality (not necessarily erotic in nature).

This is  ‘LOVE MY LIFE’

http://www.lovemylife.jp/

click 

              to make your life less miserable

Yes Prince World did it again! They gave us Maydaze and 06 New Year they gave us teddy bears on chains to bring home. I never liked Orange.

But there are external influences which made all things beautiful. From a depressed state under AK47, i rode from Christmas to New Year alternating speedies and smackies and diet pills and aspirin for the throbbing headaches. Godbless Princess Ann for all the gorgeous anthems that kept us flying higher than high.

Henry gifted his presence to us on the eve of

his birthday – just an hour before Christmas! From sleepless mornings and tired feet to bacon breakfast and supper at Wong Ah Wah; sleep wasn’t immediately on our mind. It only happens when the body clocks the mind out of its duty.

Anyway, Jenn was too chained up (thanks yuhei!) to say ‘Meowwrr’ or lick my boots – but Colin and K made sure they fulfilled my new year by doing exactly that – i enjoy it when my baby dominates

me in bed, but i also kinda enjoyed the exhilarating power which turns a dominatrix on (having the Sheriff getup certainly put me in a role).

You may call me Mistress Deb. whomppahh~!

Happy New Year, everybody – ‘06 had been a fucking great year and i thank all of you who have played your role in it – and to the one who was in my bed last night, i bid u lick my boots too.

atomic is da bombs! I probably will never get it again, but i’m just gonna mark it here – first and probably the last time i’ve ever experienced suchneverending high. Da Bombs!

Living in the city is a scary thing. People i’ve met along the way, they all have left their mark like concrete shadows in the corner of my mind. Some may have start to fade but they’re just never gone and some have managed to urinate along the sidewalks in the back of my head. The stench is bearable but sometimes i find it hard to breathe. I’ve been reeling snapshots out of my memory like a black and white slideshow. When they say misery loves company, i can safely say – yes, company – i have many. Especially these days when every sunny day seems to flash from tungsten to sepia before noon.

I’ve been hearing anecdotes and stories of the years that was. I’ve dragged a few good friends into a roller rink emulating not Jessica Simpson but that hot housewife who was desperate for the little boy gardener. Skates are fun, blades are faster. It has been the single most fun time i’ve had throughout a troubled year. I laughed till my belly ached, i laughed till i cried! Playing tag is not good for the body (or knees) but good for lifting spirit. Who else would have signed up for an instantaneous fun but Malizah? Ok so Warren and Henry joined later after much pleading. And after that, all else was just pleasing.

I’ve been hearing words of inspirations. Or some should have been inspirations but it just bogged me down a few more feet closer to centre of the earth. Maybe i’m not looking for encouragements, i’m just looking for a distraction. A major distraction. God does have answers to my prayers and he made sure i get it before the dawn of christmas morn.

A chance to dream again. And dream i did. My sleepless nights stops, my smiles stop fading, my heart starts talking again.

Living in the city is a scary thing but when you find the few brave ones who have hearts big enough to let you in, it isn’t so bad after all.

I call them

Friends.

The white ribbon campaign is something new to me.

Yes I don’t read the paper much. When yr working in my line, we are subconsciously forced to read things one normally skips through (competitor’s advertisment)…

yes tis sad

tis true too.

Here is a guy who’s making things happen, right here on our shores… Vernon Emuang.

While most of us live in a fairy tale of ‘not-enough-money’ depression, there are those who went through a great deal more than we did. The white ribbon campaigns violence against women. Correction: the white ribbon campaigns ‘Men working to end Men’s violence Against Women’. Violence Against Women IS Older than the oldest profession in the world, Vernon urges men to join the white ribbon crusade. Say its uncool is not correct. Saying you believe its not right, is TWRC.

So boys, i urge you all to go, bring your quill and sign up.

To understand more about it, read it at Vernon’s My White Ribbon Campaign

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sources from Vernon’s My White Ribbon Campaign

Sick My Duck Ad for an English Language school is spectacular. i’ve been feeding myself visually today – thumbing through the books of winning print advertisments. i’ve not finished thumbing through – but i like this one so far…

While i’m in my browsing mood, i’d like to say – Thank you Shan! for introducing tshirt hell

I like this one…

hehe

Food for thoughts? Thoughts for Food?

Here’s some food:

transitive

pictograph

verbalization.

Will Q’s birthday.

Around the same time my life exploded onto the social scene.

picture courtesy of Vincent Paul Yong

My Saturday is quite a time for reflection. Is it procrastinating, when i’m just sitting here typing on my day off, high on weed and sometimes staring into space when little clips of sad and happy memories reflects itself off my eggshell coloured walls. I was recalling Barry with fond memories. He’s no longer here, and i still wonder how he’s doing…

Thanks to PJ from A Single Dose , i started reflecting the happier times, that makes my life worth living longer than most. Read On:

You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is it’s hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true.

At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don’t really expect it. It’s like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And it’s not so important happy ever after, just that it’s happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away. Meredith: Grey’s Anatomy

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I love it when happy ever transpired from fairy tales to real. Every christmas and Charming Princes and Princesses. Don’t know much about mr. toothfairy cos she was not part of my childhood.

Incidentally those fairystories i would classify as my ‘Happy right now’. It doesnt ‘ever after-ed anything, it just has a transition from book to here, and redefined itself to be ‘happy right now’.

So christmas is coming, i am guaranteed a ‘happy right now’ no matter how hard things are. Thats the magic that is christmas. So no more crying, marilyn.