Issues like icky, snot-filled tissues, should be tossed but somehow there are always annoying little wet bits that still stick.

Ewww.

Love is a furry running motor on your tummy and a contented baby blue gaze.

I can finally cross out another thing on my year's to-do list: COMBAT CLASS.

Went for an all out fitness suicide today, and hour of pilates followed by another hour of combat.  I hurt like I haven't been hurt in so long but DAMN does it feel good! I'm definitely going back for more tomorrow, masochist that I am.

It sure makes you feel so much better ( Read more... )

The prodigal daughter returned to her alma mater yesterday for a free swim. Yes. All it cost me was $4 (it could've been free if I wasn't so lazy 4 years ago) and now I'm entitled to a lifetime's free access to TP's swimming pool (with the nice deck chairs, so says Lynn). I guess at least its cheaper than having to take a cab to the club everytime ( Read more... )

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This morning I commented on Mark's msn nick >> LYNN LEE, your connection sucking balls! Then there was me comtemplating aloud (over the optic fibres)  if it indeed had such an inclination. That led to Mark sending me a link to Jay Brannan and Marg Cho's special little composition about relaxing your necks. Quote of the day: "You're either skinny ( Read more... )

Your daily kiss fortune: To live without loving is to not really live. --- Give it all openly and love enough to be able to take what the other person wants to give you right now.

What a steaming pile of male bovine fecal matter.

Realised I haven't blogged in more than a month, not that that should come as much of a surprise. The surprising thing is that I still managed to squeeze time out to check my FB almost everyday, between helping to wrangle a gradshow, shitting out a worthy portfolio, designing/printing/cutting namecards and DIY-ing a cosplay outfit. I believe that ( Read more... )

By chance we happened upon each other.
The 2:50 came with an unexpected surprise,
Surprising me with you.

Fair of face and semi-tall, you caught my eye
but what kept me looking were Those Hands.
Those Hands seem to know so much, lived through so much.

What have those Hands done, felt, held?
Were they meant for someone else?
Whose heart do they hold safe?

As ( Read more... )

Sitting down to dinner (then dessert at GELARE: 1/2 PRICE WAFFLE TUESDAY!!!) with some classmates today, I remember what it's like to laugh so hard I cramp up and gush tears uncontrollably. I haven't been doing that a lot in the past few months and I think it's time to do some catching up. Thanks for all the times you remind me how to laugh you

I was bitching to Nikkie today about the love/hate relationship I have with the idea of human contact and she introduced to me the idea of the Cuddle Party. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuddle_party

I really had no idea such a thing existed but now that I know that it does, it does seem like a particularly brilliant idea. Human contact without any ( Read more... )