Josie is the Opposite of Hallelujah


The Spectrum’s A to Z

This is long overdue. I feel like I write so much in the day I haven’t anything good left to dump here.

Kuala Lumpur was fantastic. You know where to look for pictures. I had a heap of fun meeting the TAG boys again and partying it up at the Loft. Funny story: my new bangs make me look younger so this overly testosterone obviously hormonal bouncer at the door carded me (total angst-overcompensation for his lack of hair i bet) and i had no idea they’d switched their age limit to 21 so naturally i panicked even though the boys had put me on their guest list.

Thanks to my quick reflexes and mad ninja skills, i figured i could only bank on the single thing i was remotely good at… talking my way/lying through my teeth. So naturally I attempted some serious name-dropping (“O I know so-and-so & they’re expecting me upstairs already!” – FACT) and shoved my name card in his face (“I’m a writer for a magazine! I’m here to cover the ‘night!” – FACT), and bitched about how I was a tourist and how he seriously didn’t expect me to bring my passport around especially not when my sole purpose was to get shit-faced drunk (FACT AGAIN!) So technically I didn’t really have to pull any of my Jedi mind tricks but all the same, I have never felt more disgusting telling the truth EVER. He let me through in the end, probably sick to his stomach from the pathetic strings i had to pull. No matter though, feelings of repugnance are easily washed away by jugs of really cheap whiskey and vodka. God how i love Malaysia.

Speaking of which I haven’t set foot into Home Club for the longest while. And it seems like with the demise of gossipboy comes a whole new slew of rumor-mongering. I invited a certain acquaintance to The Rakes at Zouk on thursday and apparently I missed out on a “PLUS ONES ARE THE EQUIVALENCE OF FUCK BUDDIES” memo that was passed around. Really I don’t see why my love life is of any concern to anyone but myself. For the record, I am not a home wrecker so you can stop asking me why my relationship status on Facebook is unavailable. Go read a book. It’ll do you a hell lot of good.

Still on the topic of Home Club, it seems like a lot of drama has gone down of late. Hah, of late indeed. Still the same old melodramatic scumhole full of ignorant indie hipster wannabe kids. Just the way I left it.

These days I’m so busy with work I couldn’t care less. I spend 3/5 of my time in the office and the other 2/5 trying to cherish the short weekends with a little ‘me’ time. In between little chi-chic schmoozing parties (what do you do for Earth Hour? I was at at this hippie party that contrary to popular belief, did not stink of douche baggery) and that little time i try to devote every week to hanging out with my close friends properly, I am in some serious state of stretched thin.

Ranting calls for another post. I’m tired and it’s past my bed time. I hope you’ve had other good things to read online while I was away.

By the way I did not get to take a picture with Senor Boyd. Was I mad? Yes. Did I want to strangle the organizers? Yes. But I was also [---] that close to him at the press conference so somehow that made things a-okay. Boy, unattainable rockstars aside, I am so easy to please. Pah!

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A certain shade of green

I’m so excited for Incubus I think I’m going to hurl.

Make Yourself & Morning View took my breath away and I’m so afraid that if I see them i might just asphyxiate and die.
Death would be more honorable than meeting the boys and not knowing what to say.

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Welcome Home from Vietnam, Son

It’s going to be a busy couple of days this week, actually – all the way leading up to my trip to KL. If you haven’t already heard, I’ll be covering the KL Sunburst festival for the magazine on the 15th so ze editor & I will be making our way up on the 14th so that we can attend their pre-show artist party. O yes, I am somewhat bragging about this. Festival line up includes Incubus (I don’t want babies but if i did, I want Monsuier Boyd to father them), John Legend, The Roots, George Clinton ya-dah. I am in some seriously state of stoked. Still hopeful that the quick getaway will re-spark my lack of focus.

Tomorrow I’ll be heading down to the Swissotel Stamford for an EA launch party for Rock Band. It’s being thrown at the helipad/top of the 31279823th floor. I’m not really big on serious gaming (FREAKS & GEEKS ALL OF THEM!) but I’ll figure something out. And then Saturday there’s a Lush 99.5fm anniversary party at Prive. In a bid to not appear like the media/PR slut i really am or clear out my bank account, I’m probably going to have to turn these down once in a while. Too bad in between all this pseudo-glamorous partying I still have to come up with 3 more articles for the April issue. Ah I feel so adult and “Can i fit you in between 3pm and 5pm?”-ish. Btw, this is why I love Michael Musto and want to work for the Village Voice.

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Nothing exciting socially happening to me at the moment. Let’s see, I finally finished Sonic the Hedgehog 1.o on Sega Megadrive and I started a neopets account just for the heck of it. I was contemplating between maplestory or neopets and then i remembered kawaii-esque graphics gives me excruciating abdominal pain and projectile vomit. I re-read Generation X (Douglas Coupland) last night but it only reminded me of the putrid taste that i get in my mouth after i watch episodes of jPod. To be fair, Canada does have some good exports. Such a poor pity that Steph Song isn’t one of them.

Back to the US elections, congratulations to Billary on winning 3/4 of the primaries. She’s been EVERYWHERE on the telly these days (well okay not locally obviously. Singaporeans don’t care about politics so much because of the lack of liberal media), the today show, good morning america, SNL. Her team is really going into overdrive. I don’t know. Her campaigns are somewhat stronger now that Mister Monica Lewinksy’s backing her and she honestly seems like she’s got a shot at this. This time it’s getting serious so if she wants to win this she has got to pull Tim Gunn (make it work!). I’m not about to switch camps anytime soon but we’ll see.

Next entry: Why I am a Barack Obama supporter & Why I give a fudge about american politics when I reside in Singapore.

 

P.s Jeebus worshipping freaky nut-job Mike Huckabee has dropped out of the race. Can I get a Hallelujah & an Amen?