Popagandhi

I know we all agree that testimonials on Friendster are only good for laughing about, or headscratching “huh?” moments but I really don’t think anyone can beat mine.

This was written by a Cambodian friend of a friend we’d met in Phnom Penh.. I am very heartistic, people. And I have strange eye sight which [...]

Edit: Brennan did by-the-minute coverage, Apple keynote style. Well worth a read.

Which, according to Mr Brown, means I am beyond help too.

A few things have transpired thus far:

My sole, secret purpose in blogging is to encourage eyebrow threading. Specifically, Rupini’s in Buffalo Road, in the hopes they may offer me an endorsement deal like her. [...]

Look what I’ve done.
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On behalf of the sapphic (the other word just seems too crude) community, can I just say, after Be With Me exposed the nation to one of the first girl couples on screen:

We don’t all take neoprints.
We don’t all take neoprints like that (you know, that mouth agape silly kawaii face)
We [...]

Update: A collection of entries here , and trackback your entries here if you take part.)

(Because I’m The Girl who wants to jump on this bandwagon)

I’m the girl who grew up a bit too quickly, too fast, too much. Who, by sixteen, had already made a habit out of having an affair on top of [...]

Coffee runs through my veins. We probably grew up drinking more coffee than we had milk, as children. No alcohol - not even my beloved whiskey - holds the same place in my heart as coffee does (though alcohol holds a place in my liver coffee doesn’t). My family, being Christian, does not have any [...]