life begins...on my window sill?

sometime this week, i decided to open a window which was seldom open, just to check if our little 'friends' has layed any eggs. occassionaly, i get two feathered visitors building their little love nest on my window sill and i enjoy taking a stick and just dig into their nest and watch their little eggs fall 3 storeys down and splatter on the ground...sick i know, but they're worst.

as some of you may know or even begin to realise, i am an anal psycho ocd neat freak (ok, i think you get the idea now). these pigeons, they poop everywhere and they 'wake' you up with their annoying croak. i hate them.

and surprise, surprise! instead of seeing the two eggs similarly sized to a quail's egg, two chicks were resting in the nest. they didn't chirp or flatter their featherless wings. of course, i was ever ready with my stick and was really tempted to just dig them out of my window sill...but, consciously, it felt wrong...hey! i'm sanely humane after all!

but on close inpection, don't they look cute? although one does look under nourished. do you think if i constantly leave them bits and pieces of 'tim tams', that would help fattened them up since they (tim tams) does wonders in boosting ones weight?

the next thought that came to mind of course was during the course of my yoga practise, i've been attempting the pigeon pose or kapotasana, it is almost a near impossible pose for me due to my tight hip and knee joints. i'm not god, i don't dictate death or life, but just maybe, by sparing their lives...would i earn enough brownie points to be able to perform kapotasana?

chirp chirp!! chirp chirp chirp!!!

disclaimer note: no birds or chicks were harmed during the entry of this blog...however, their survival are not guarantee 'evil grin'. in case i get sued for animal cruelty...for the record, i am with spca! they too, care for our feathered friends...i hope!

i just got 'outed'

trust my fucking hands to do the typing and my blabber mouth to do the yakking. this time it really did get my ass in hot soup...no freaking minestrone or shark's fin crab meat buddha jump over the wall shit here!

i accidentally left a comment on a colleague's blog...and guess what! it linked to mine! god damn it! my cover instantly dissolved. for a split second i wanted to evaporate from where i was seated.

but you know what, this colleague is more than a colleague to me now. and i hate to lie in between my teeth to her...yes, it's a freaking girl (my senses tell me she's a freaking fag hag...but hey, let's not talk about her here shall we). this 'bitch' whom i labelled when i had my first encounter with, turned out to be this superb angel.

of course she came with a heart so soft and fluffy it puts cotton candy to shame. trust me, men (straight of course) who hasn't got balls of steel, they can just forget about getting close to her...so, hey, guess what, i've got balls of steel (self advertisement for men who are interested in men with balls of steel)...i'm now one of her good friend.

then again, could it be due to my "gayish" nature? fuck it!

no reaction, don't know what to do...professionalism over personal matters.

muacks you evil 'bitch', i love you.

am i a sex addict?

so, what is it like to be promiscuous? have you ever thought of going to a group sex party, i have...many many times. so what if you're there? what are you gonna do? fuck someone, get fucked? but that's one to one sex no? then again, you're doing it with a few more blokes in full view of everyone else. heck! life porn! how apt.

body's been insanely horny of late...constant doses of porn has helped in those late night hungers. hehehe. and thank god for those crazy yoga bends...i'm now able to reach where no man has gone before...woo hoo!

does that make me a sex addict?

certification on its way

coming 1 april, i will officially receive my certification for being a yoga instructor...of course, the beginner's level. so, call me, sign up...i promise i'll give 20% discount. haha.

i have a crush on you!

the thing about falling into crushes is just so funny. you can get into it like a flash and it takes forever for you to come out of it. i wonder why.

i discovered today that a neighbour of mine is realy 'happy'. and apparently he lives a closeted life. hell yeah! one look at him and my 'radar' went bonkers. of course no approach was made but i finally knew someone who knew him and confirmed his sexual orientation (phew! that was a mouthful). so, what now? do i approach him and say hi...of which i think he would have just flipped and faint two storeys down from where he is staying or wait for a formal introduction by my 'friend'.

on the other hand....i have another candidate who is still studying and is already 27 years of age. no offences intended but hey you...shouldn't you be a bit worried about not starting your career since you're close to the big 3-0.

having said that...year 2007, i'm turning big 3-0. there's just so many things i have yet to achieve in life and a quarter of a century has just slipped by. i was just advised by a friend to start cataloging all my possessions. you never know when it's time to go, one should always be prepared for the worst, he said. ding! another thought to ponder for the new year.

i gotta get a grip of my life not to mention getting a grip on the cow pose which i've been ever struggling since i started my practise. i'm not preparing for anything but my current sitch. heck the future and fuck the past...i'm more concern about my present moment.

what's your new year resolution?

the end of 2006 spells the closing of another chapter in my life. it has been very challenging in terms of my practise for yoga as well as my growth, emotional and not to mention physical...yes, a couple of pounds added here and there...but what the heck...who's counting the calories?

what's your new year resolution? asked by a couple of friends on new year's eve. honestly, i don't know. and i don't give a damn. one thing for sure is i'll definately be eating more ice cream. yum! and not to mention practising more asanas. come mid january, i'll be taking up my very first teachers training course. pursue my passion towards this miracle exercise. hopefully, to earn some extra income of course. :)

have a smashing 2007!

post holiday yogasyndrome

christmas has been excellent this year. got a good break and started my asanas again. it was definately tough after the many plates of char kuey teow, bak chang, cendol, abc and rojaks while on my "eating holiday". then again...what else can you do besides eating in penang. other than oogling at the cute chinese boys there of course.

and who can ever complain about penang drivers. bloody bastards...they think that their father owns the road. then again, maybe half of them do...hehe. other the bad eggs on the road, the entire trip was divine.

i told myself that after penang i will come back and resume my daily asana practices. which i did to a painful start. the weeks of staying away from yoga has stiffen me much and my stamina has just diminished. hmmm...does it mean i'm loosing my sex drive? is there a direct corellation between stamina and sex?

anyway, one pose which i'm still struggling to perfect is the half moon pose aka ardha chandrasana. looks simple but the twisting of the hips sure opens up lots of chakras.

out of curiosity, do you think this is a good position to get fucked or to fuck? hmmmmm....i can see eyes rolling.

a tribute to an ole fart...

today marks another day in your life. a life filled with gin and tonic and marlboros. but whatever it is, you'll always remain the same ole fart to me. hugs.

happy birthday abochan!