between its kisses, its curses and its calm
you know it won't do if love's enough to eat
then we'd hunger and on the licks of love we'd feast
until we're ghosts of a memory

i'll toe the line, but damn these hungry times
just a little would taste so fine
D/S has officially achieved "jazz band AU doing Cousteau covers" status (yes this means in my personal headspace Dino sounds like an Italian Liam McKahey shhh A FANGIRL CAN DREAM OKAY). also, best cousteau song ever or best cousteau song ever TO THE EXTREME
man last night i tried so hard to stop time but i failed. let's enjoy monday
someone: why so romantic wan, turn on the lights la
light switch: /flips
ROOMFUL OF CONSULTANTS: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
light switch: /flips
ROOMFUL OF CONSULTANTS: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

poster for YS's band. they wanted me to do a promo poster and I said I couldn't do caricature but I could draw them as animals.. to their credit they seem to enjoy being animals. although bassist should be a gorilla!! he resisted and wanted to be an ermine/weasel.
YS: that is awesome!!
YS: wait am i the panda, why is the panda so fat
LOL DENIAL, it's ok i love you anyway.
store: Zara, verdict: 10% is not a sale
store: MNG, verdict: FLOCKS OF VULTURES
final verdict: still need more working clothes, preferably structured dresses below RM150 thanks. I did finally get around to in-soling, spray-protecting and breaking in the swanky 3.75" kid suede heels from the CNY Isetan sale. everyone commented on my pained expression but also on my cute shoes; I lasted three days wearing the fuckers to office before switching back to 2" pumps. totally worth it: for three days I was almost 5'9"! I could see over the top of my car! I walked like a pimp! a beautiful lady checked me out! this last one spotted by the bf who was then uncertain as to whether to be jealous or proud
also considering adding this to my collection of sunday dresses (i.e. BRIE: HELP)

DEATH IN A COWBOY HAT, how could I resist. it would not be appropriate for church though
store: MNG, verdict: FLOCKS OF VULTURES
final verdict: still need more working clothes, preferably structured dresses below RM150 thanks. I did finally get around to in-soling, spray-protecting and breaking in the swanky 3.75" kid suede heels from the CNY Isetan sale. everyone commented on my pained expression but also on my cute shoes; I lasted three days wearing the fuckers to office before switching back to 2" pumps. totally worth it: for three days I was almost 5'9"! I could see over the top of my car! I walked like a pimp! a beautiful lady checked me out! this last one spotted by the bf who was then uncertain as to whether to be jealous or proud
also considering adding this to my collection of sunday dresses (i.e. BRIE: HELP)

DEATH IN A COWBOY HAT, how could I resist. it would not be appropriate for church though
I behaved like a lady all weekend, then I came back and Reborn 246 was out
( amano akira please decide who is gar for squalo already (sort of spoilers but who am i kidding, this is reborn, you know what is going to happen) )
( amano akira please decide who is gar for squalo already (sort of spoilers but who am i kidding, this is reborn, you know what is going to happen) )

every time I try to recall the events in the first version of Follow it is embarrassing, I can barely type about it without squirming in my seat. anyway I will draw it after finishing Hero, which is looking like late 2011 due to failure to focus. ANYWAY this picture happened quite accidentally but I am so fond of it now, partly because Roi is not emo for once but genuinely happy, partly because Parvus is so tiny he has to run to keep up with Roi. this story is going to be a disgusting love letter to my moe for ridiculously loyal (and tiny) right-hand men.
( also, I dunno what to call this, it is the answer in Malay only meme nicked from Pea and Reins. alamak bagaimanakah tulis `meme` dalam bahasa malaysia )
summary, I SHOULD BE WORKING HARDER, brb
i was about to go to sleep AND THEN
Happy Birthday Michael Mitchell by
jou
all shadows and mystery and gaunt raw-boned haunted-eyed men and a fleeting moment of raw fierce emotion, i am enchanted and creeped out all at once.
all shadows and mystery and gaunt raw-boned haunted-eyed men and a fleeting moment of raw fierce emotion, i am enchanted and creeped out all at once.
interrupting a foul Saturday of waking up horribly sick to rec a fanartist more obsessed with ZL than I am with GJ (I APPROVE)

LB and ZL in uniform, oh LB you so BAMF with those shades
Internal Affairs style
ZL never looked so beautiful
femme!RoT, last image. i died
stylish!
WAHHH i miss the original retarded handicapped warriors family so much
how does one even begin to process this information. how does one draw so much?? also why doesn't anyone draw guo jia this obsessively

LB and ZL in uniform, oh LB you so BAMF with those shades
Internal Affairs style
ZL never looked so beautiful
femme!RoT, last image. i died
stylish!
WAHHH i miss the original retarded handicapped warriors family so much
how does one even begin to process this information. how does one draw so much?? also why doesn't anyone draw guo jia this obsessively
sk: r stupid ppl happier?
sk: im not saying u r stupid
hwei: are you saying i am sad??
sk: im not saying u r stupid
hwei: are you saying i am sad??
it is sad that my first thought upon seeing this article was "Hibari food"

if you have been looking for a new RPG let me introduce to you my new bff Raidou Kuzunoha the 14th; nubile, agile, erudite and underage. together with a talking black cat we investigate crime and fight (and recruit) demons in a 1920s Tokyo where everyone thinks Raidou is very pretty and possibly gay. also our boss is a dandy. this game, it is all I have asked for
unfortunately we only meet during the weekends, during which I also have other bffs I must spend time with (the washing machine and clothes line, the vacuum cleaner, the epically delayed webcomic update), so it might be a while before we crack this case..
I have figured out why I like Squalo so much, a) Nappy draws him pretty fine b) he is like an anthropomorphic personification of Camus's city of Algiers. to celebrate my newfound beliefs I have been writing a Dino/Squalo fic set in Tipasa, it is 3000 words and growing, I feel retarded but happy.

in my favorite DH Lawrence story the protagonist, a poet, ends up no longer caring about whether his work is good enough for publishing. on his island he just writes slowly, "letting the words spin from him like gossamer"... like the poet in the beginning, I love writing, wish I could control it better. the whole act feels so helpless.. but like the poet I'm starting to care less about that nowadays. it probably helps that my writing time is limited so it feels like a forbidden pasttime and I enjoy just indulging in it.
fshdfs i seriously need to reorganize my room, my books fall off the shelves when i play a song too loud. this is a problem because i tend to sit beneath my bookshelves

in my favorite DH Lawrence story the protagonist, a poet, ends up no longer caring about whether his work is good enough for publishing. on his island he just writes slowly, "letting the words spin from him like gossamer"... like the poet in the beginning, I love writing, wish I could control it better. the whole act feels so helpless.. but like the poet I'm starting to care less about that nowadays. it probably helps that my writing time is limited so it feels like a forbidden pasttime and I enjoy just indulging in it.
fshdfs i seriously need to reorganize my room, my books fall off the shelves when i play a song too loud. this is a problem because i tend to sit beneath my bookshelves

among other things, slowly caught up with Reborn. I actually dislike many many things about this series and do not pass out glowing recommendations to read it, but having started I can't stop catching up myself. will they ever get home? does Reborn age? will Squalo ever wake up and leave Xanxus? am I supposed to be too old to be agonizing over fictional characters??? (/care)
aside from reading also managed to semi-marathon anime (all of Karas, 5 eps of Eden of the East, and why did no one tell me to watch Suzumiya Haruhi three years ago). the animation in Eden is incredible - they catch all these small, subtle nuances of body language and emotional silences so well. also I died a little bit inside when Mameshiba dispensed his own kibbles. the list of dog breeds I must own in my lifetime grows ominously long..
finished a very short comic, finished the epic HERO update that refused to be finished for a month, started on some other drawings (hurray hurray i'm a llama again!)
( lalage #0: last stop, home )
( in the working folder )
( in the working folder )
there is no charge for AWESOME
recently uploaded a motherlode of photos onto flickr, going through them i realized how much i really really liked our photos of random people we passed on the street. i look at them and feel like drawing what i think their stories are.. i don't know if they would hypothetically mind though ;;

( tokyo undercover )
the rest of our photos are mostly of food.. HOW MALAYSIAN

( tokyo undercover )
the rest of our photos are mostly of food.. HOW MALAYSIAN
Roxanne gave poor YS so much heartache over the weekend (busted ignition coil, broken door handle, accident which took her front bumper...) The worst part is her engine was due for rehauling anyway because her performance test results were below par. Truly she is his high-maintenance other woman.
In other news my brother is coming home in March, I rejoice because he is bringing back my beloved beanie horse that he took with him. EVIL BROTHER

( one more of lalage and friends )
Otherwise there is nothing new, since CNY my life has returned to being a comedy of 10% commuting, 80% work and 10% trying to do everything else in the two hours I am still awake when I come home. At least I still have a job and wonderful dodgy friends at work praise God. Maybe I should start leaving super early so I get to spend some free hours at a desk instead of fuming on the road...
Hope everyone is getting on well in their own way!
In other news my brother is coming home in March, I rejoice because he is bringing back my beloved beanie horse that he took with him. EVIL BROTHER

( one more of lalage and friends )
Otherwise there is nothing new, since CNY my life has returned to being a comedy of 10% commuting, 80% work and 10% trying to do everything else in the two hours I am still awake when I come home. At least I still have a job and wonderful dodgy friends at work praise God. Maybe I should start leaving super early so I get to spend some free hours at a desk instead of fuming on the road...
Hope everyone is getting on well in their own way!

yes i have other life concerns but this particular development is a major blow to my slacker soul
( persona 4 doodles )
- mood:
GRIEVING

