There should be so much to look forward to, and things should be perking up, yet I can’t help this inherent dread that permeates every other movement.

On a lighter note, and in chronological order: I had an amazing lunch at porcorosso’s, where I got to potter around the kitchen with him (can you say laksa pesto pasta, moutains of belly pork, xo sauce, duck, tomyam duck soup, trifle and frozen pina coladas?), dfe’s back (and we get to go to Oasis to celebrate his birthday), Y’s back tonight - and I’m waiting patiently in line for my turn to see her, I am Nude No More, and the next date night has scheduled in a trip to Iggy’s! :)

So. Someone tell me why I’m still so down?

I think I shall go stare at my photos, decide which ones to upload and then get cracking on that dumbass report I really don’t want to do.

Yawning Bread’s comments on how PAP backbencher Denise Phua hopes to subject internet content (including blogs/personal websites) to vetting by e.g. SPH-approved editors. (See also Mr Wang’s post.)

So I’ve put off linking to Sayoni for the longest time, because I couldn’t decide if I really wanted dubdew to be known as what they’d linked me as - a gay blog.

Yes, I’m bisexual. I’m sure most of you reading this have garnered that much by now, especially judging by how often I have gross, sappy references to my girlfriend and the chicken sandwiches I’m making for her. But just because I am, doesn’t mean that’s how I want to be defined. There are so many aspects to my life which I feel are that much more defining (or maybe not) - I’m female, I’m an undergraduate, I’m an alky, I’m a girlfriend, I’m a budding photographer, I’m a blogger (eeee I hate that word), I’m a bookworm, I’m a tech-junkie, I’m a mac user… and so many other things.

But what they’re doing is good - in my opinion. They’re providing somewhere for people like us to go. People who may not be sure of their sexuality, people who may not really know what’s happening in their lives, people who are confused, people who need to know that what they’re doing isn’t unnatural or whatever else they’re grappling with.

For those of you who may not know, they’ve got 2 sections: a blog and a forum. So if you think you may not know enough people like you, and you happen to be female and perhaps-not-heterosexual, this might be a place you’d like to check out.

Oh the pain, the suffering. Please swing your MacBooks with care. (via vickiho)

Very cool teeshirts here. I especially like the tux and the sight seeing one. :)

There is a shitload of fat in one chicken.

Is never as yummy as when it’s homecooked and shared with my favourite (other) two girls. :) Was lovely to have you two over dearies, sorry I bailed on Poptart.

(Pet Gwailo: You were missed too. But we wouldn’t have had enough bowls anyway, so next time I’ll make something else for you. Heh.)

I’ve decided that Katharine McPhee looks like a mix of Katie Holmes and Victoria Beckham. And I will be so upset if gross, rabid Taylor Hicks who cannot sing and garners fans by ROLLING ON THE FLOOR.

And Paula Abdul is on drugs.

And I wish Taylor would quit screaming “Soul Patrol”. It sounds too much like Snow Patrol and I don’t want to associate them (I like them) with something gross like him.

Is very cute!

Someone just balanced 27 milk crates on his chin for 10 seconds. I guess this brings a new meaning to the phrase, “he has a strong chin”. (Yes, I need to stop watching Guiness Book of World Records.)