Beware you office caffeine thieves

Last resort that Father rapist Josef Fritzl has to be part of our word of caution. Stay away!

Save the sea kittens?!?!

Okay i totally don't get this PETA campaign (above). save the sea kittens???? Fair enough, we save cats but fishes, debatable but rebranding fishes as sea kittens??? fish is fish, cats are cats, catfish is catfish.

i cannot tell what they are campaigning for when i saw the website can. it trivialises the cause if anything.

yesterday i felt so old, i (didn't) felt i could die

Maybe it's not drinking anymore, maybe it's just age catching up. Christmas has been duller, but i'm not complaining, just contemplating.

Christmas eve 2003: Min came over, we wrapped presents and watched Pirates of the Carribean. Meanwhile, someone was at Zouk partying. haha

Christmas eve 2004: I met a v.good friend (used to be) and we went to check out the mass at Novena Catholic Church. twas fun and it was my first time stepping into SPH newsroom, was buzzed in by him.

Christmas eve 2005: Homeclub, that's when it started. haha. the obsession with the place then. not drunk, just high on the music and a rainbow coloured skirt.haha

Christmas eve 2006: Flat out high after "Loser Party" at v.good friend's place. Fried Chicken, loads of wine and some beyonce later, Homeclub. Flat out high and can't remember after after.

Christmas eve 2007: Just went out for a movie. (plateau approaching)

Christmas eve 2008: At home, reading nytimes online and watching ANTM.

Certified boring.

Earworms December 2008

"You fucked the suburbs out of me"

The Party's Crashing Us Now, Of Montreal.

brilliant line, hahaha. if you contextualise to Singapore it will be:

"You sex me so good. Like upgrade from HDB to condo like that."


"Beware ! I bear more grudges than lonely high court judges."

The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get, Morrissey


Well, if you are in Singapore, most definitely, the AG and high court judges will be watching u especially if you are an opposition politician or WSJ. yes, they bear a lot of grudges, don't believe me, ask the legal team representing Wall St Journal

Storm Thorgerson is rachel's 21st century magritte

From the album, Wish you were here (1975), Pink Floyd



From the album, Is it a sin by Deepest Blue



From the album, The Raven by Alan Parsons



From the album, Skunkworks by Bruce Dickinson



From Album, Home is where the head is by Ethnix



From Pink Floyd's songbook, Wish You were here



From album sleeve of Sound of Thunder, Pink Floyd



album cover of single, Wish you were here by Pink Floyd

Namesake

The Associated Press reported:

< CHRISTIANSTED, U.S. Virgin Islands- Hurricane Omar weakened Thursday as it quickly moved away from the Caribbean through the northern Leeward Islands without causing major damage.

The powerful core of the storm, with the most intense winds, passed overnight between St. Martin and the U.S. and British Virgin Islands, said Lixion Avila, a hurricane specialist with the U.S. National Hurricane Center.

"It could have been worse," Avila said. "They were very, very lucky."

....Omar knocked down trees, caused some flooding and minor mudslides but there were no immediate reports of deaths or major damage in the U.S. Virgin Islands, said Mark Walters, director of the disaster management agency for the U.S. Caribbean territory.

The nearby British Virgin Islands also emerged largely unscathed, said Deputy Gov. Inez Archibald, noting there was little damage beyond some mudslides and scattered debris.

"We did reasonably well actually," Inez told The Associated Press. "We did not get what we expected." >



"It could have been worse," Rachxf says. "I was very, very lucky."

"I did not get what I expected."

haha.

I had some dreams,
They were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and clouds in my coffee.

Homer, Brett and George ( not in order)

What did I do today?

I added Singapore's Foreign Minister Mr George Yeo on facebook! He's adept at the facebook applications from what i see on his profile with really cool sepia photos from his university days in UK to boot.

Also in photos: Prime minister Lee Hsien Loong and Trade and Industry Minister Mr Lim Hng Kiang decked in retro garb of the 70s/80s and shaggy, almost shoulder-length hairdos. And they wanted to ban The Rollling Stones gig in the 70s because the band had long hair?

But I must say, minister sir, good work on facebook. The social media is the future.



I thought about Brett Anderson again and... dug up from the depths of my room, a photo I took with the Suede in 2002, in an interview opportunity I had or rather I won on Power 98 by sending in a question for the band. I sent in a really dumb question to him in retrospect.

Q: What records would you rescue if your house was set on fire?

A: _______________ ( i couldn't remember anything. i didnt record, i wasn't even a journalist, just a radio listener and i didnt take notes. just stared at his flawless, chiselled face)

And for those of you who know, this fangirl bought a box of chocolates intended for Mr Anderson, but I was too shy and it was really damn uncool to give chocolates to a rockstar, ain't it.

Fate of the chocolates? Left it on the bus, on my way to watch Suede at MediaCorp studios.



A vintage Penguin! I bought this vintage 1960s print of Homer's Odyssey at some second-hand book fair at Tanjong Pagar HDB estate. Haven't started reading it though, I am much afraid , it will fall apart in my greasy hands. Maybe I should start collecting vintage penguins. I should :) And this was a steal, nonetheless along with a 1950s Charles Dickens I bought.

sheela-ni-gig, ms polly jean harvey

She is THE standard of hot-female-rocker-in-heels. check out her heels in the video. Whoa!

"Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Just like the first time he said he didn't care
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Heard it before, no more
Gonna wash that man right out of my hair
Turn the corner another one thereeeee"

Just shoot me, mothership of censorship (i.e: Straits times)

Self-censorship is well and alive in our local press. To find out more, ask me.

Turning your orbit around

You were right about the stars
Each one is a setting sun


Jesus, etc. Wilco

And oops, i forgot. The Smashing Pumpkins.

Ava Adore.

Gone Gone Gigs

T'was a fun MRT ride alone, thinking about all the bands/acts that I would have loved to catch in my lifetime. But most of them have disbanded, making it a nevermore.

Reunions, maybe?

The List:

1) Blur
2) Garbage
3) The Smiths
4) Suede (sorta caught them in a TV studio showcase, but I want the real thang. with bernard Butler)
5) Pulp
6) The Beautiful South
7) Pink Floyd
8) Colin's Appendix (hahah, for old times sake and the day I braved wearing a tape plastered on my shirt, reading "Groupie")
9) The Pixies ( i think they regrouped already)

And I "very scared" Yeah Yeah Yeahs will dissolve soon, so must hurry hurry watch while they are still happy together.

i am slackerbitch, hear me roar.

report card

One six-pointer said to another six-pointer when they collected their A-Level result slips:

"Eh, I didn't get 4 As. You too right?"

"Yah, so?"

"Instead of value-add, we are the value defects!" he said then breaking into a guffaw.

He was streamed into the exclusive Gifted Education Programme back in Secondary School. She wondered if these alphabetical grades mattered in the greater scheme of things.

To her, golden girls and golden boys are just social constructs. Social constructs meant to stress out the rest of the population into elitism. And she bought into this social construct most of her life, she thought, staring at her classmates who would become doctors, lawyers...

"Doctor, lawyer, Indian Chief. Poor man, rich man, Begger man, thief" went a childhood rhyme for a game where the length of your forearm would magically determine what you will be when you grow up, as your playmate measures your arm so so carefully, criss-crossing her thumbs.

She stared at her result slip. Mediocrity is relative too. What would her 3 As be in the seas of 4 As?

Average.

Value defect. Yes. But so what.

She was never the golden girl and they are just too perfect too be human. To be flawed.

And most importantly, Real.

My dream gig (that i cannnot attend)

Ash plays 1977 the album.
Take me take me there.

This is going to be a helluva fun. ARGH, and i am missing it.

This gig is a dream come true. ohwell.

One sad short film of the drug genre

Monday brings me to this Jonas Akerlund 15-minute short film "Try" about two homeless junkies-in-love. Thanks to The Smashing Pumpkins video Try, try, try which is a terse version of the short.

Akerlund was the director of the controversial video for Prodigy's Smack my bitch up (just youtube it. It's really trippy)

It's sad, but at the end I couldn't help but shrug and say: "C'est la vie".
A cautionary tale about drug usage as usual.

Thank you

Thank you Lord for your Grace and everything in my life.

Scraps

Been doing some big time spring cleaning: got about 20 cds to sell to cash converters, threw out a whole lotta rubbish (school notes, photos, useless christmas and birthday gifts)

But I found scraps of paper on which i scribbled down my random thoughts, circa early 2004 ( post A-levels). pretty entertaining. Let me share two:

(i think i was scribbling this while doing mundane and mindless data entry at a well-known bank. Lesson for banks: don't hire post-A level kids. We are kind of careless when computing important client information. haha)

10 a.m. : Listened to Tori (Amos) on player

10.30 a.m: Thinking of buying SP's (smashing pumpkins) Siamese Dreams

11 a.m: Salivating at the thought of Siglap Food Centre's rojak. Reads two news articles

11.20 a.m.: Yawn

11.40 a.m.: Evesdrops on others talking about their children

12.00 p.m.: Loo time!

12.01 p.m. : Weekend creeps into my head

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(my draft for a collage made from magazine scraps. For my valentine at that time, using bits of lyrics from various songs by Ash. I cringe upon reading it now. haha, so childish for a love poem, not original somemore.)

Move closer, set my mind on fire,
something in your glances puts a spell on me.

As the world fades all around,
feel it taking over,
the warmth of skies at sunset.
I want to linger in this glow.

You're all that I can see. (I've got a good feeling)

You're a constant source,
you're a shining light.
Incandescent in the darkest night,
An epiphany you burn so bright.

You light up my life, dude.

One is a gun with a dart for my sweethart

i want to be one of those girls singing and playing tambourines at the end :)