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unbelievable. this malaysian obedient wives club. the title of their recently launched book,”Sex in Islam — Wage War Against Jews To Return Islamic Sex To The World” must read like suicide bomber’s sex manual. let’s hope these stupid bitches fuck their stupid husbands and spontaneously explode. saves the world from rubbish like this.

resolute and tempered

oh-ho… it’s been a while since my last post but anyone who did basic math would have realise that. i’ll start of with the familiar. new year resolutions.

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schadenfreude – breakerfall… only love, can break ‘er fall….

delighting in others’ misfortunes. that’s what it means.

i can tell you that i’m feeling this right now. feeling it by the truckloads. it’s not that i’m being mean. but all this considered. i’m glad i’m feeling it.

after getting the shaft emotionally and being left a nervous wreck. i really deserved this quick moment on a lounge settee with glass of whiskey and a cigar in hand (just the visual only). i’m relishing this, really.

why shouldn’t i?

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you get past the headaches, it’s still “all surface no feeling”.

dina zaman certainly got a rise out of me with her latest article. at the end of it, this can be found.”The writer does not know which gives her more headaches: inter-racial romances or getting back into the game.” this is what i got to say about it. it’s almost always in equal measure. and to a large degree i can relate with dina’s article.

i remember the time when…

my dad’s in his twilight years. it’s not getting any easier.

rearviewmirror

this is waaay overdue. i was supposed to get down to writing up my report on the pearl jam perth gig by monday but i fucked up. so, on my behalf, i’m terribly sorry about the delay. i haven’t got any real good photos or sounds from the gig but i’ll tell you this. it was amazing.

the tour poster for perth

given to fly – 20-10-2009

i was prattling on with shan and kenny at the hawker shop in Ipoh over lunch about my new found lust for life and about growing up with a  loved one…(here and here). in this case, pearl jam. this new found push to the fold may be timid or insignificantly tame, but i’ll take what i can get.