Archive for December, 2004

this is the year that bled into the next

Friday, December 31st, 2004

the last couple of weeks have been very full and strange, and quite wonderful.
i’ll write about it when i can stop thinking about the tsunami and how terrible and bizarre it all is.
i’d say happy new year but it doesn’t really feel new - more like a continuum of 2004, which hopefully ascends into better [...]

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thailand the first

Wednesday, December 15th, 2004

bangkok roks.
it is technically my third time in bangkok but i’m truly experiencing it for the first time. when you’re on a school history trip or a family holiday, you experience a place as a disjointed series of framed destinations. tour bus bus bus hotel. cab cab cab elephants. tour bus bus bus singing silly [...]

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see ya!

Friday, December 10th, 2004

i’m outta here peeps! heading a-singapore way.
to distract you from this threadbare post (i am the mother hubbard of blogging, methinks) here are some photos from my last trip to singapore in july. typically, it took me this long to get them organised and online.
happy holidays folks!

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super-sino

Monday, December 6th, 2004

at work the other night, one of the naisda guys asked: “what’s your blood?”
realising, just before i replied ‘ab+’ somewhat puzzledly, that he meant line rather than type, i answered: “chinese.”
“pure?”, he pressed.
“as far as i know, my ancestry is 100% chinese. pretty boring, really.”
“boring? no - it’s special.” he seemed insistent, sincere.
is it? i [...]

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we will burn in hell #3

Wednesday, December 1st, 2004

“so how did the date with the doctor go?”
“eh. alright. no sparks or anything.”
“are you going to keep seeing him?”
“i don’t think so.”
“why not? you could get free abortions!”

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