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Sunday, June 21, 2009

i gots a leash around me neck.

back from my short trip to bangkok.
great company, great fun and great food.
well you folks know i dont do pictures haha.

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ive come to realize that im cohabitating with fuckin hitler.
hitler with a whole lotta attitude and zero common sense.


dont like it, dont live together?

well, that's fine by me really.


its MY house anyway, remember?


the usual suspect said::
6/21/2009 03:14:00 AM :D

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

i know this is old but...

le sigh.

a rather sappy cop out for the excruciatingly pleasurable (life's all about oxymorons hah!)sizzling sexual tension between these two love-hate gamekeepers dont you think?

where's the fun when these two stop playing?

but seriously ladies (and some lovely gents out there) , do we really need a chuck bass?



the politically correct answer is a big fat no of cos.
we like our boys nice proper and dependable.
the ones that dont put us through hell and trample our fragile hearts.
but hell, we sure have met loads of these unkissable toads along the way.

the stupid endings of the romcom genre has this yucky and highly corruptible optimism that plants the eternal question that dooms us all

it is intensely superficial to garner deep thoughts from a silly tv show but i found myself thinking about this question that every woman and man suffering from the perils of love has obssessed about before, silently or publicly.

so take the case of the infallible dark prince mr chuck bass.

can mr wrong become mr right eventually?

hollywood seems to think so.
now really, gossip girl.

the chair fans are probably going nuts out there.
well i dont know if i should to be disappointed or not.



till next season, XOXO.



the usual suspect said::
6/16/2009 02:39:00 AM :D

Monday, June 15, 2009

current obsession:
interior design blogs, the colour turquoise and lux mosaic bathrooms.

a girl can dream right?

















i heart the bright bursts of technicolour and refreshingly daring contrasts of hues and material textures!
i have been buying paints and combing out awesome lifestyle shops with the uninterested but nonetheless supportive bf.
am totally trying to achieve the same kind of artistic vibe in my current project aka the MAY-JAH house revamp.
the results have been so far so good cos these things really, really take time.
so it has to be 'one thing at a time' for the very impatient and easily frustrated me.
for now: while ky is busy at his new job, i will be looking forward to restoring the rusted and neglected chandelier in the dining area.
trust me, my home will look oh so pretty in the months to come!
flashing lights - kanye west



the usual suspect said::
6/15/2009 01:48:00 AM :D


my world in a paper cup
gracie lou freebush
miss artful dodger
1986
st.nicks/cjc/nus theatre studies
//
Let each man exercise the art he knows.
Aristophanes

eclectic*psychedelic
The drama is not dead but liveth
and contains the germs of better things.
-william archer

all my lovers//haters
bohemian rhapsody
is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality
open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
-queen

Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango!

ty
skin by lomographylove[:
inspiration: 001