Wednesday 30 May 2007

Lovely Evening

Had a lovely evening with Farah and Helena today - two bright upcoming names in theatre so don't y'all forget them names word up.

Miss you, Fairuz. No one to bitch and eat afternoon tea with pasta with!

The room is finally finished (hope father will like it - am sure he will). Love the floor. I could dine on it, with it even. Smells of woodpolish and varnish. Delish...

Not really saying much tonight. Just one or two words. Night Night! May write later though... Hmmmm. I think the mushroom soup is getting to me. It was so thick, it looked like someone puked in my bowl. But tasty though.


Monday 28 May 2007

Good luck Fairuz

Have lots of fun and all the best! It's only a week and then I'll take you to Delicious (more afternoon tea and pasta, of course?)

Monday 21 May 2007

Wait until she starts quoting you Stein...

My grandmother has accepted gay people, transvestites, transsexuals. They are still people and I find it wrong when certain people find them repulsive or even, sub-human. Since when did they become so self-righteous. I rather have people who are gay and kind, than straight and mean. I cannot understand why it's so terrible anyway. Gay people are people too. They have feelings and are driven by emotions, ambition and the desire to love and be loved. Gay Liberation Now!

Saturday 19 May 2007

Nothing beats a good...

Yes indeed that's right! I have had a wonderful _______. It was really very good. Not often one gets such a good_______. It's so liberating.

Tuesday 15 May 2007

You wan good time with us? Five dolla? Two dolla osso can.

Fairuz and I trying out our new outfits for those evenings out at our favourite corner. Don't we look delish.











It was a lovely evening but...

Fairuz: Teringin sangat pie beef tu.
Waiter: Sori ya tapi beef pie sudah habis.

Don't you just hate when things like that happen? Makes you wonder why you love that beef pie so much. Happens to me on a daily basis. Other than that, Jones was formidable company. Oh and who cares about the pool.... Mum was funny just now:

Mum: Oh you have a nice round head, row. When you were young, I made you sleep on your face so that your head would be nice and round and so that your fat face wouldn't be so prominent.

Thanks, mum. I think her tactic only resulted in a flatter brain. Lol. Not bad though, eh?

Monday 14 May 2007

Springtime for Hitler: A Gay Romp With Eva and Adolph at Berchtesgaden

Who wouldn't want a musical named after them? Eh, Eva? Eh, Adi?




Sunday 13 May 2007

Happy 13th, wherever you are, whoever you are now.

I miss you.

Fernando & Gordon's Drive-time Circus

I think that inside of us, is a camp man waiting to pounce out and claw his way into the kitty-kat ways of life. Whatever that means...

On today's adventure, Fairuz and I discovered our camp sides. Fernando & Gordon (that's me, darling). And no Fernando & Gordon could come without their poolboy, Jones (but considering the condition of the pool, one wonders...) who leads a double life as the Drag-queen Fairuz.

You know I have this dress that would look so good on you. Have you done modeling before?


Looking for...
Slurp.

Saturday 12 May 2007

Everybody hurts sometimes


X Files, Revisited

Ever had that thing where you re-watch something you really loved as a kid? Besides a bizarre fascination with Erwin Rommel, I enjoyed watching the X-Files. I think I was secretly attracted to Mulder and Scully's relationship. Cool dynamics. Sexual tension and aliens. Lots of aliens.

Scully: Not everything is about you, Mulder.

Wednesday 9 May 2007

Bring me to your leader

On our many adventures, Fairuz and I wandered into a shop in BV2 today. When we were suddenly surrounded by clothes that talk and dance naked under the winter solstice moon.













Satisfied customers.
Weaved dresses in brown straw (for the High Priests), faded leapord skin shirts that reach to the knees (for Sacrifices) and the Flinstones' wardrobe (for midnight meetings). Everything an ordinary cult member needs.

Shout out: Good luck for the exams Trish. You can do it, more than you think you know.

Finally, the rain has come/More Butlerism

After so many days (seems like years) of drought-like weather, it has finally rained. Besides the humidity, it is actually rather beautiful. There is much romanticism in these drops of water. Had breakfast with mum and managed to take in the cool air.

I am wearing my tartan skirt, white shirt and father's purpl
e tie. I feel okay today.

Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles Niles
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Tuesday 8 May 2007

Butlerism

Had a nice evening. Thanks Fairuz.

I have this thing for a butler. He cooks, cleans, looks so darn sexy in an apron and suit, speaks well, is witty. Ah. I could daydream about him all day. I think I dream about him at night too. He's like a piece of art I could admire all day. Oh but he's so so so funny.

CC: What do I have to do to get some milk around here?

Niles: Hover over a bucket.

Fran: What is this, foreplay?

Oh the very charm of it all.

Weird Al

Hot Hot Piece of Crumpet ~ Where have you been all my life? ~ You sex symbol, you !
I've always thought him terribly clever and witty. Hot, yes a little. That hair. That moustache. That video of "Fat". But I never realised how hot he REALLY was until I saw "The Saga Begins". Oh be still my beating heart.


Arriving at the Finland Station


Hello people.

Welcome to my small corner of the internet, a small window into my life as it were.

In case you were wondering, the Finland Station is one of many places central to History - it's where Lenin arrived to lead the Bolshevik Revolution. It has much significance to me, as a historian and a keen observer of the past.