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We got home from an extended KL stay to find half of our nangka tree fallen in the yard. Aiya! Headache la, headache!

We got home from an extended KL stay to find half of our nangka tree fallen in the yard. Aiya! Headache la, headache!

Texture study of Lot1699 by Ronnie Khoo.

He and Yuri Wong were on a bike trip to Malacca last weekend; they stayed the night. As a rule, our visitors are better photographers than ourselves, as evidenced in this rather unflattering image of the velocipede-ing gentlemen with Bottle Pingu:

The kiss of love to all our comrades on the street at #KL112.

The kiss of love to all our comrades on the street at #KL112.

Boys who like girls to be boys who like boys to be… anything

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Zedeck wore my clothes to Urbanscapes. 

He wore them so well he was style-snapped by Tongue in Chic. 

He also got a new fan: 

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So very gleeful! I feel you, chica. 

P.S. Make your own #bungaBERSIH flower headdress. Get stares/smiles/talk from random strangers, guaranteed. 

zedecksiew: Their “discussion” had lasted through the night and on past lunchtime. She was getting nowhere with him. Words did not work, because he wasn’t listening. A different strategy was required. She decided to try a more physical demonstration of her discontent. It turned out that the padded walls weren’t actually padded. She was already halfway into a second headbang when the pain of smashing her skull against the wallpaper-ed wall registered with her — a shock of electricity; then one drawn-out throb of ache that filled her brain. - Padded-wall wallpaper in Room 106, D’ Eastern Hotel, Ipoh We feel like this a lot of the time.

zedecksiew:

Their “discussion” had lasted through the night and on past lunchtime. She was getting nowhere with him. Words did not work, because he wasn’t listening. A different strategy was required.

She decided to try a more physical demonstration of her discontent.

It turned out that the padded walls weren’t actually padded.

She was already halfway into a second headbang when the pain of smashing her skull against the wallpaper-ed wall registered with her — a shock of electricity; then one drawn-out throb of ache that filled her brain.

- Padded-wall wallpaper in Room 106, D’ Eastern Hotel, Ipoh

We feel like this a lot of the time.

zedecksiew:

This postcard depicts “Haw Par Villa pack (sic) with holiday visitors”, according to the caption on its back. (I did not colour-correct the photo at all; Haw Par Villa is just that funkay.)

It was sent to Ms Cherry Neo, a young schoolteacher, from one of her students in 1966. That was two years before Ms Neo got married to my father and became Mrs Siew.

Zedeck slayed it at Readings last Saturday. He read 3 stories. People loved it, as I knew they would.  You can read one of the stories here. It’s about the loving relationship between a timid girl and her murderous cat.

Zedeck slayed it at Readings last Saturday. He read 3 stories. People loved it, as I knew they would. 

You can read one of the stories here. It’s about the loving relationship between a timid girl and her murderous cat.

zedecksiew: So, I’ll be reading at Readings this Saturday. Woo! Not sure what to read, yet. Maybe this: When Samuel passed away Nicky found a hole in his chest. Where his heart should’ve been, with his sternum, bits of lung and rib-endings? Nothing, except a Samuel-shaped hole. It was not unexpected. Samuel had been ill for some time, and bedridden for the last two weeks. Nicky had been asleep in a chair next to Samuel’s cardiac monitor. He woke up as soon as the thing flatlined, but he didn’t pay attention to its flat tone – he couldn’t, because he was doubling over, in agony, and pressing at the front of his shirt. He found that he was pressing his shirt into a concave vacancy. There were bloody stains in the cloth wherever his fingers touched. For a few minutes it was touch and go for Nicky, until the doctors managed to bring in a heart-lung machine. He was lucky that he was at the hospital when it happened. If he’d been at home he would have died. “So thank you, Sam, you old asshole,” Nicky thought. Zedeck will read stories from his epic book-in-making this Saturday, 27 Oct at Seksan Gallery.  It’s like a trial birth - no baby yet, more like… a toenail. You are all fucking invited, darlings!  *brogging cross-promotion end*

zedecksiew:

So, I’ll be reading at Readings this Saturday. Woo! Not sure what to read, yet. Maybe this:

When Samuel passed away Nicky found a hole in his chest. Where his heart should’ve been, with his sternum, bits of lung and rib-endings? Nothing, except a Samuel-shaped hole.

It was not unexpected. Samuel had been ill for some time, and bedridden for the last two weeks.

Nicky had been asleep in a chair next to Samuel’s cardiac monitor. He woke up as soon as the thing flatlined, but he didn’t pay attention to its flat tone – he couldn’t, because he was doubling over, in agony, and pressing at the front of his shirt.

He found that he was pressing his shirt into a concave vacancy. There were bloody stains in the cloth wherever his fingers touched.

For a few minutes it was touch and go for Nicky, until the doctors managed to bring in a heart-lung machine. He was lucky that he was at the hospital when it happened. If he’d been at home he would have died.

“So thank you, Sam, you old asshole,” Nicky thought.

Zedeck will read stories from his epic book-in-making this Saturday, 27 Oct at Seksan Gallery. 

It’s like a trial birth - no baby yet, more like… a toenail. You are all fucking invited, darlings! 

*brogging cross-promotion end*

This is Zedeck in the evening.  He is modeling my #bungaBERSIH flower headdress. I brogged a tutorial on how to make one here.  He is also holding a squirrel lantern that he bought from an old aunty in Melaka. He brogged a video of it here.  *brogging cross-promotion end* 

This is Zedeck in the evening. 

He is modeling my #bungaBERSIH flower headdress. I brogged a tutorial on how to make one here. 

He is also holding a squirrel lantern that he bought from an old aunty in Melaka. He brogged a video of it here. 

*brogging cross-promotion end* 

NEWS: We have broken up…

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