GUILTY PARTIES

Another Sentul Singh

2012-01-26T01:18:00.000-08:00

5 Robots and an evil scientist playing a happy chord while the world moves in a jigsaw order.

Good answer for everyone, endless excuses is a vision of perfect grace.

To a close buddy of mine and brother who is going to meet the in laws this weekend, hey man get that 808 full cap on tilt it to the side and just smooth flow like a smooth criminal...Moon walk on certain areas and throw out that flow of words like it's woodstock 99.
The hawkman is coming down from Keramat to the in laws making them out laws then grandchildren for them in a later bit, hawk seeds ready to fly real hot...
That's for you playa... It's time you tie them guns down...

I do get a speech at the big day after a couple bottles of southern comfort for the comfort down south now...

The 5 Robots and the evil scientist are now ready for another adventure off somewhere, where I have no idea. Perhaps rock and roll will take you to the mountain.

Artist for the week on the play list is none other then Roderick David "Rod" Stewart better known as Rod Stewart. Too lazy to write up about him, but do be lazy like me and youtube him.

Or mp3skull.com could help if you're over in his songs.

Next write up would be : The celebration of the Birthday Suit Day.

Cherry Cola

2012-01-18T01:28:00.000-08:00

You're my cherry cola
Cause I can be your daddy, be your rock n' rolla'
And you can be my sugar, be my cherry cola

Shout out to my cherry cola...

Outta the cage and see what I'm going to do
Scramble eggs, I got scrambled ammo

Now can I drive your daddy's lambo
I can make your mamma really proud to know me

:) Shout out to Yelawolf I'm going to see you live soon...

Questions

2012-01-09T20:26:00.000-08:00

I about to write about stuff that I can't even answer, or it's just maybe me being me again with question and thinking too much. Like I once said I think I think too much.

Is there a word or right to say that I feel that blogging and writing out your feeling on the world wide web is a JINX? It's like every night before I sleep I feel like writing out so much and I keep telling myself get some sleep man and you don't have to write stuff out, you're no better then all those tweeter and every second up dater's on facebook telling everybody you're constant move and thoughts which at times I do it myself also.

Even in this old fashioned way of thinking and having respect for any soul out there I have to say that blogging out your happiness is a pure jinx or could it be just a death trap for the future and what things are meant to be?

Could I or you or him would have figured you out way before the year clocked out ?
Understand things that will happen and be able to face? Being sick in your stomach and being able to pull the knife out and push it right back in?

I have learned from the past and also tell myself that " FUCK THE PAST, THE FUTURE IS IN YOUR HANDS" and yes I have been doing really great and looking forward to it!!!

Point is which I have to say is it a real JINX or a curse to be pouring out your feelings on a blog and only to be back fired a month later or months later? Is that all worth it? It's a risk no doubt about it. Being chopped and screwed is not the best thing ever.

To my brother from a different mom this one is for you:

Would things have changed if I could have stayed?
Would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues, day to day, with my collar up

Stay strong be strong you're just like heaven and time will heal and remember a year ago you told me "at the end of the darkness there's always a light" There's always a light at the end of a tunnel and hang in there cause after that light there's so much flowers and life that you will be so over powered with life. If it ever happens again another tunnel will end with much more to give and colours of life will fill you forever.

You may feel like it's 6 o'clock in the morning and you cannot sleep and thinking about tomorrow
and what's it got for you. In this life of mystery and pleasure's that you seek will always come back haunting you. But it's alright, that's ok even if it's for awhile it's alright. The dawn will break the darkness and you can finally see, and you have been down that road before same faces you will see. People in the need for love and everybody want's to break free. Tell me what's your poison and we could drink it together for you have done that before for me and that memory runs deep in my heart. A bottle of wine, ciggrates and whisky will be there for good times and bad times and the bond between us always also.

I feel the pain and I know how it is and I could say is everything will be wonderful and time will show you, It's an epic journey no doubt with many nights being shitfaced and not looking forward for tommorow but hey, Hello Tommorow and good bye to yesterday.

80's review

2012-01-04T23:15:00.000-08:00

It's a few weeks more to me going a year older and I'm super hooked on Dinosaur Jr, a band formed in the early 80's which is kinda post punk with a dash of early hardcore/hard rock or better said in simple terms an American alternative rock band.

The guitarist and lead singer J Mascis is a hardcore follower,lover and user of a Fender Jazzmaster. A guitar I'm dying for the past couple of years.
The sound that guitar makes just makes me want to listen to every album over and over again, and the sound is so distinct that you will know it right away, to add on with his slow murky voice.

J Mascis's melodic guitar solos, was highly influential in the alternative rock movement of the 1990s. And I have to say that my idol's like Tom Morrelo grew up on those feed back moves that he uses on his style of playing.

For example try listening to their cover of 'just like heaven'
by the Cure. It's a total different outlook and style approach towards that already beautiful song and listen to the lead. It could have made Robert Smith smile.

Matter fact Dinosaur Jr was formed in 1984... It was a great year I have to say.

Tainted Love for Schweddy Balls

2012-01-04T22:32:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year and remember that life is an adventure, take it with you....

Much has happened in the past 2 years for that I'll offer a virtual Schweddy Balls for the tasting
and to show hey life is great after all...

Fire works were crazy for NYE by the white sand beaches the sky was amazing and I was amazed... A sober X'mas and a sober NYE how great can that be. I can't stomach or buy that myself but hey I was there.

Kick in 2012 in style and love now my fairy tale maggots and rock & roll...

-Iangraphy-

Yesterday is a distant dream

2011-12-16T01:27:00.000-08:00

if yesterday was a distant dream how about tomorrow? Would it be a vision?

Dreams or visions the last and only guest blogger so far is grateful for tech and many ways to keep in touch with his other half even though their are miles away from each other and he said "she's cooking now" to me yesterday and the smile on his face was even better then the Misfits logo.

By the way Dear Mum, I hardly say much but like our long talk the other day and me telling you about life and it's directions. I would like to take some time to say this, it's taken from:
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

To everything there is a season,

a time for every purpose under the sun.

A time to be born and a time to die;

a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

a time to kill and a time to heal ...

a time to weep and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn and a time to dance ...

a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to lose and a time to seek;

a time to rend and a time to sew;

a time to keep silent and a time to speak;

a time to love and a time to hate;

a time for war and a time for peace.

This was passed down from a good friend to me during the dark period of my life.

It's something strong if you know and been there. Mum I'm doing just fine don't worry and kick back and enjoy life.

:)

2011-12-05T07:11:00.000-08:00

I got Summer hating on me ‘cause I'm hotter than the sun. Got Spring hating on me ‘cause I ain't never sprung. Winter hating on me ‘cause I'm colder than ya'll. And I would never, I would never, I would never Fall...

Having a blast with her and her younger sister as they bake her birthday cake.....

a few more hours from now it will be her birthday....

Yeah i'm surving with grumpy & grumpy..It's nice and really funny and it feels so great.

To you Marika...Happy birthday and have a blast....

And yes my parents also just did they 29th years of being married together...

Dearest mom & dad i love you guys alot and thanks for everything and putting up with my bullshit all this years and still kickin it together...

Yeah it's a late post as it was just saved on draft for like a week plus....

SPOTLIGHT: Guest Blog - You, me & 3rd of December

2011-11-29T21:26:00.000-08:00

Alright here comes a guest supa star blogger by the name of Nick. It's an epic romantic write up on his feelings for his beloved other half who is leaving for Miami on the 3rd of December. While the sun will shine up right in Miami we are looking stormy weather on the west coast of Asia for EPIC NICK. That won't change as the love will grow and grow and grow like a growl from the hound of the baskervilles. More to come from this quirky writer in the future.

Till then enjoy pure poetry from the soul

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You dont know what you have till its gone.
Truth spoken in a line of simple compossed words
not even amounting to more then 4 letters.
All i regret is each minute that passes..I could/should
be by her side. Each minute passes and brings the time
closer to her departure. Departure from me.

I heard the weather is cold at the east coast this time of year.
Seems we will have something in common. I was never great at goodbyes,
you would know best, even laying the dead to rest. Everyone has cobwebs
sprailled in the back of their cupboards of life.

To most it will be just another saturday evening. Put the footie on.
Grab a brew with the boys. This saturday I count the days by
simply peeling each delicate petal off a rose, the same way
our lips peel off each others kiss from the moment we say goodbye.
Freeze frame. Capture. Repeat. It plays in my head. That one last kiss
will remind me of everything you.

Wake Up, Breathless, Alone.
I stare at the phone.
missing your voice, your scent, your tone.

Look to my side,
Where you would confide,
These tears are getting tough to hide.

Illusions, clouding my sight,
I'll try hard to fight,
but distance brings cold chills thru the night.

You tell me dont fear.
That you will be here,
And that we can persevere.

December never really felt so cold.
Im feeling lost without a sense of control.

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Beyond stars and beyond yer underwear

2011-11-29T02:48:00.000-08:00

Something from the upcoming guest star blogger who will make his first debut here...
More on the the Epic man soon...stay tuned

I'm having guest bloggers on a weekly basic from now, it's an open mic session for GUILTY PARTIES at Iangraphy

Without a sound

2011-11-25T00:57:00.000-08:00

Without a sound can you hear the music?

Can you hear that fine note? that hard riff? can you heart it?

can you imagine and let it take you to away from the world without a sound?

Just have a C chord running in the background a slow strum with gentle plucking going on....

Can you imagine? can you hear it?

Have a great weekend, life never stops evolving and without a sound you still can move...

Senior & Junior

2011-11-25T00:45:00.000-08:00

For the future perhaps? maybe? it's kick ass and i know....Father & son and my favorite combo

Hey dad let's do it oneday!!!

In bloom

2011-11-15T22:53:00.000-08:00

***something from a few weeks ago written on some tissue paper that had to be here***

Only two days have passed since I began my vacation, and I’m already feeling mellow. My brain is slowing down, as I would imagine the molecules of freezing water slowing as they approach the tipping point between liquid and solid. Time is passing, but the firing of neurons in my head are becoming muffled, and so time is beginning to feel like something that happens to other people, but not to me. I am entering a kind of stasis. Its like I'm in state of nirvana a dream I don't want to wake up from

Part of me relishes this experience, and part of me is disturbed by it. While wallowing in the absence of any need to act, I am not yet entirely comfortable. Why is this? I know why. It’s because daily life in the city makes no room for mellowness, except grudgingly. You can make your own room for it, but in my case there’s a nagging fear that if I become completely mellow, I will be crushed like a line of ants in the path of a steamroller. While you meander at the pace of universal entropy, something or someone else is at the steamroller’s controls and doesn’t give a rat’s ass about your inner peace. The whole rat race in down town and up town is getting on me.

Is this a sickness or simply a clear-eyed recognition of the way the world works? How you are raised? Work and work be that someone? be that role model? be that manager in your customed tailored suit or be the next V.P by the age of 31 and the S.V.P by age 36? All stressed out and over worked dreaming of this kind of getaways that I'm experiencing at this very moment while I write this down, having a cold beer in my hand while she stares at me and all smiles. Her skin against mine as we lie many feet under the stars. Who would not want to be like this? Forever having this kind of life? If it get's hot we walk towards the sea and watch the waves go through our feet and a smile is all I need.

Which if you bring it back to the city it's just work and stress and growing at such a fast rate that even SKII won't be able to help you.

Where was I? Oh yeah, feeling mellow. I haven’t been listening to metal, because it has dawned on me that I have almost no metal that’s mellow. The only recent thing that comes to mind is Devin Townsend’s Ghost. I may listen to that. Surely I have something else that will suit my current mood, something that will ease my irrational worries and aid me in the honeyed slide into . . . mellowness. Do you have any ideas?

No radio friendly stuff but good music with good bands and not some produced just to make the quick buck and cover the recording process in the next couple of years.

That’s the question I’d like to ask. And come to think of it, there’s no good reason to confine this question to the state of life and what do we look for?

A cindrella story would be growing up poor and making big in a rock band and not forgetting your roots but yes the big BUT is we strife we fight we push all boundaries just to make that dead line or that fat fuck bastard sitting on the chair above you happy so he could use your hard work and claim it to another much more fat fuck above him. All that happens while you are there fighting making it real. Is that life? Is that what you studied your whole teenage life for? You should had just done all the pot,drugs and drank and make art and music and be who you want to be? No sucking up to fat Bob.

Just tell me this: — what do you listen to when you want to become mellow? Or when you’re already mellow, and you want to enhance the feeling of mellowness, when you want to push away the nagging anxieties of the daily shitstorm and simply be who you are, without interference from anything outside your mind. Do you push boundaries in your music realm or do you just settle for something easy going? I would get some whisky and coke and by the 6th pack I know for sure I'll be in a world of my own where the guitar would talk to me, where each beat each note, each riff is so crystal clear.

And by the way, if you get what you need in order to reach or enhance that state from music that’s a fiery maelstrom of end-of-the-world explosiveness, well, I’m not ruling that out either. So be there don't shy away don't be afraid or say another time, it's one go, times like that don't come always.

In which I have to add that I have been seeing a different side of life, which has made so happy and now I know it's not all about what I was chasing before this for. I will get it without daydreaming but living it and getting it.

Now going back to the stars and the sunshine and her beautiful smile.

I like vacations. First, there is very little working. Very little working is a good thing. I would be very happy with very little working from now until the end of time as I know it. Second, there is very much eating, drinking, and sleeping. These are also good things. I could do them until the end of time as I know it, until I become one of those people who gets so enormously fat and atrophied that emergency workers have to bust down the wall of the house and use a crane just to remove the corpse after the last filthy breath of life has passed the lips. But I stand strong and will never let myself evolve into a fat fuck what more a filthy fat fuck. I would make sure I do enough runs and work outs to be in shape. You don't want to be a fat person nude on the post mortem bed and the doctor doing the autopsy, laughs and say wow what a fatty. Think hard?

If I am a good boy and play my cards right, there may be loving activities with her in between bouts of eating, drinking, and sleeping. And, there will be beautiful clouds, of which I will remember for the rest of my life and appreciate it, some of which I will share with you, because having your head in the clouds is a good thing and should be experienced more frequently. Having that feeling waking up beside her also is just so magical and out of this world which at times when I'm having a smoke and my thoughts drifting away I wonder I might be in deep deep coma and this is me living the life I had always dreamed about.

So, with this post I bid you all a fond farewell. Before this day is out, I have winged my way to a distant land where life is sloooooow and there was eating, drinking, sleeping, clouds,sunshine, stars to stare for hours with her,so much love,skin,feelings and good times to carry forward into the future. This here is some write up from my recent getaway with her. There's another write up which I have to get her cellphone and I'll post it up in a couple of weeks time as I wrote down in her cellphone whereas this was written on tissue paper and some paper that the waiter used to take down orders. It's easy going and who needs a Ipad to write when you have paper and pen.

ARTY

2011-11-15T22:37:00.000-08:00

A good reason to stop doing some thing i love to do :)

"The "I" in Lie"

2011-11-15T21:26:00.000-08:00

As the title goes the "I" in lie which means loads to a particular person in many different levels of understanding. It means a great deal to lie and I don't appreciate lies one bit what more to lie over and over again like mixed dub step taped of lies.
Just had to share out that thought on my mind.

Moving to on to happier grounds I have written some stuff on her cellphone which I have yet to get some time to transfer it over to this lil blog. It was from our recent trip which was really blissful.

Things are great on my end and just to update you guys on the current play list - Daft Punk vs. Hashim - Robot Rock vs. Al Naafyish (The Soul)

Check it out it's pretty cool track. Also "Archspire" another death metal/ speed metal band that I'm so hooked on at the moment. talking about two axe man with 7 string and 8 string guitar and 6 string fret less bass player with sonic double bass drums and growls like your being tortured from your anus up your throat.

Put aside the daft punk and metal I'm so happy to be smitten all over again feel loved and beyond. The end of the tunnel was a long dark road which is full of sunshine now.

A SIMPLE GUIDE ON HOW TO DWNLD MOVIES - FOR UNIFI USERS - USJ AREA‏

2011-11-02T03:30:00.000-07:00

This is a lil chat between my two work mates which was forwarded to me via email which was too good to be just left alone. The main ring leader would be Mr Harvind.
Have a fun read and figure out the whole topic of the lil chat.

Below is how i received the email and the subject / title was: A SIMPLE GUIDE ON HOW TO DWNLD MOVIES - FOR UNIFI USERS - USJ AREA‏

Ian,

As discussed / argued abt, i have found some links for u....

Read the conversation below.... For further inquires call Mr Carl 012 ### #####, preferably before 12 mid nite...

HaRViND says:

kalai

u have any links where can dwnld movies

eng movies

new and old

nice quality

ian has unifi

but damn lazy to dnwld movies

so now i need to find out more for him how to dwnld movies... since he busy buying shoes on mudah

Kalai says:

haha

u can ask him to d/load the app Utorrent

on to the computer

that acts as a download tool

and then go to torrentz.com

and search the movie u want

this is a torrentz search engine where it searches a few good ones

HaRViND says:

ok ok

Kalai says:

from the find for the famous ones

piratebay

bittorrents

torrenthound

these are good ones

and when he search ask him to search with dvd rip

eg. -

HaRViND says:

ok ok

thanks bro

i am on utorrent page nw

Kalai says:

smurfs 2011 dvd rip

HaRViND says:

will IM him the details

smurfs i have

Kalai says:

cool

roger that

HaRViND says:

looking for 3 musketeers

Kalai says:

ask him to look for toreents submitted by Axxo\

cool

normally the file size above 600 mb or 700 md shud be good ones

the higher ones are like hd type

1.gb something all for 720 p HD

if 3gb or so is for 1080 p HD

Ps: Mr harvind, it's stuck now forever on Iangraphy for safe keeps and future usage you know just incase :)

Lord Voldemort & Tom Marvolo Riddle

2011-11-01T01:20:00.000-07:00

EPIC

- Water VS Fire -

That's like a shout out for the long stuff I've been writing in the past.

My love for the ever so infamous Twilight

Enjoy some stuff that got me all cracked over the week

Daily routine on someday.

2011-10-23T21:17:00.000-07:00

Gosh it's been like 2 hours plus that my lil run of music been going on....

It gives a new heads up for monday blues...
I'm like in my own world......mother superior and what not.....

Try listening to The Vines covering Ms jackson by Outkast or even better get all the Coheed & Cambria's acoustic stuff out there.....It's worth a go.

Someday on a daily routine.

2011-10-23T20:42:00.000-07:00

Good vibes and a good day starts when you have not exhausted your daily website visit like over doing it on face book or mudah.my or some online forum but getting your mail checked replying back and getting your work set for the day and while doing all that having good music being played in your head phones in the background. That's heaven for me, my lil own nirvana on any working day. After all is sorted out you take 20mins more and just still listen to your play list and next thing you know it's evening and you have done all your work and it's time for home.

Now that's magical oh yeah....trust me....
You smile like from ear to ear just enjoying your music.

Try it and you will have a totally different day....

earth movers the ring worm

2011-10-13T02:08:00.000-07:00

A bear who share's the same love for whiskey as I do but our age gap and groups on the ladies are different. Maybe poor brother bear is a pedophile bear out there in the wild, with the two gay cowboys from broke back mountain. Now all we need a horse that loves other female horses.

Blog status update 101: Current list of bands on my daily mode are Arch Enemy and Walls of Jericho and also Light This City.....

Two pictures and some words

2011-10-12T00:37:00.000-07:00

First let's go with the feel of RWD car and a female... The question still goes on and the answer is

still not really out but the male's would know where the heart lies. I have mention in my previous post that a car will never break you heart but have a broken cam if you're hitting hard on your rpm's where as the female would kill you in many ways... But then again if i was in the age of 17 to 24 again I reckon my actions would be best said up there then again its different.

Its a choice for your passion or love for another human being.

Let's pop over to the next picture....

This is just EPIC....of a male and female. Oh well rock and roll eh!!!

Buffy seeing a twilight in angel

2011-10-10T02:13:00.000-07:00

Since I finally watched Twilight and I still don't understand it. It's like a 20th century version of Buffy The Vampire Slayer... So basically wolf boy and pale face were fighting over fickle minded dumb nuts what ever her name is...Typical scenario...

Above is my tribute to Dead & Loving It.

C.S.I Miami

2011-10-10T00:41:00.001-07:00

Found this some time back and it cracked me up big time. Some good Miami heat on ink for a good laugh...

Enjoy....

Ray Charles with a rayban

2011-10-05T02:52:00.000-07:00

The above is something that I wont ever forget, good times and warm feelings rushing through my heart. Something to be remembered and never forgotten. Sunsets with her has a new meaning in life. Even the sun shines in a different way these days.

Flannel is my color

2011-10-03T02:01:00.000-07:00

Like the title goes "flannel being my color" and I have to add on to that "Heroes Get Remembered, Legends Never Die"

I had like a whole scene planned out to be written and thoughts were flying high and great.

Till I got a phone call over my cellphone and this chinese girl was like "can I speaks to Vivian or Vivien?"

I was yeah go ahead and if my mandarin is that bad i reckon she said in mandarin " where's you wife"

I was like I'm Vivian and she was like "no le Vivien is girl name not man name" So me being me gave her a run down

on how you spell Vivien, Vivian and Vivianne and how the name is a unisex name and she was like "eh" "no la" and what not and finally hung up the whole call.. Only to realize that I had my manager and my work mates all listening in to my call... Pissed off not really...Just don't understand why can't they spend more time to figure out a name prior to giving yourself a name that is fancy. i:e Apple, Candy , Candice, Fiona and the list could just go on and on...

Story cut short my whole mood swing was thrown out the window thanks to random caller who said I have a girlie name. Twenty odd seven years and my name is still going strong....

Perhaps in one take learn to fly and have a sweet jamaican accent.

Today

2011-09-13T01:43:00.000-07:00

Have you or do you ever wake up and feel like something INCREDIBLE is going to happen? I don’t know what it is but something’s dancing in the air that feeling that today is the day?

I woke up this morning and I had a great feeling. It could be because I finally rested. It could be because I watched a wonderfuly romantic movie last night. It could be that I painted finally for the first time in a long time. Whatever it is - I went outside and felt amazing! The world was so inviting I felt like a Disney princess (no i don't cross dress if you're wondering) in that I could probably talk to the animals if I wanted to.

Thinking back on this morning and now on this day I wonder what changed. Circumstances are pricisely the same. So what changed? Was it me? Or am I reacting to something? What is it about this day that has me feeling like a child who woke up on his birthday? After all I still feel like a kid inside me.

How can I generate such feelings and awareness everyday? If the later, how do I identify the original source of this happiness and seek it out again in the future? But perhaps it’s not meant to linger? Happiness and sorrow like ying and yang must co-exist. Such a realization convinces me to stop typing and to go out into this world and enjoy the ephemeral happiness that is now. For everything is changing around us at all times and we must capture the joy in the moment. The joy of beauty and glee, or the joy in release of crying or frustration.

Today I feel beautiful because I know I am perfectly imperfect.

I am committed to knowing myself. To study who I am at my core, what my interests are, what kind of person I am outside of a relationship; who I am growing up to be; what my natural tendencies are as opposed to learned behaviors, my mental “shoulds,” and aspects I’ve developed as a result of positive re-enforcement versus those things I just do intrinisically, no rewards required.

Can say I’ve been guilty of this? I people-please, and in committed relationships I loose myself completely in the other person. Granted, I’ve been lucky enough to fall in love with those I admire, so I do pick up things I intrinsically enjoy: surfing, philosophy, bmx, music, tattoos which are so zen, art, skulls, guitars, rock and roll and my list could just grow on and on.

Lincoln said, “it is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one’s mouth and remove all doubt.” Which brings me to the next chapter or topic which has been on my mind for a couple of months. I have written stuff which I feel I should be writing or more like it's written and I just should not post it up. It's a mix tape bigger than hip -hop of my mix feelings and my anger which I took to writing and music during those moments of the dark age when it hit me hard.

After all the storm has cleared and I saw the light at the end of the tunnel and that angel was really great with such a wonderful and beautiful soul that just blows my mind away.

Sarah McLachlan wrote:

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For a break that would make it okay.There’s always one reason.
To feel not good enough and it’s hard at the end of the day.
I need some distraction. Oh beautiful release.
Memory seeps from my veins let me be empty.
And weightless and maybe I’ll find some peace tonight.

In the arms of an angel fly away from here.
From this dark cold hotel room and the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.
You’re in the arms of the angel may you find some comfort there.

And Robbie Williams wrote:

I sit and wait does an angel contemplate my fate?
And do they know the places where we go?
When we're grey and old cos I have been told
that salvation lets their wings unfold.
So when I'm lying in my bed thoughts running through my head.
And I feel the love is dead I'm loving angels instead

When I'm feeling weak and my pain walks down a one way street.
I look above and I know I'll always be blessed with love.
And as the feeling grows she breathes flesh to my bones.
And when love is dead I'm loving angels instead.

And through it all she offers me protection.
A lot of love and affection.
Whether I'm right or wrong.
And down the waterfall.
Wherever it may take me.
I know that life won't break me.
When I come to call she won't forsake me.
I'm loving angels instead.

I’ve been chewing on this hence the length of this post :) for fortunate events that has taken place and happened and the unfortunate events that has happened also which had much positive input after the wicked storm.

What today has done and the past has done and what tomorrow and the future holds we all don't know.

Carpe Diem is all I have to offer and maybe I might just release all those mix tapes that has been written down and start all fresh with more adventures like Indiana Jones or Danger Mouse and his side kick Ernest Penfold.

HYBRID MOMENTS

2011-08-12T03:26:00.000-07:00

The way to view my life

Triple beans in nipple rings and no such thing as fantasy when you're the king.

Eat life of the my palm of my hands.

Coming out winners from a villagers river dance.

Living life at a fast pace slowing down at the right moment for the right angel.

In Twenty Double One I turn my skills back on

And I can’t be touched by none of you

I got ocd and I am nice with the kids too
I've been at the top for a while and I aint jumped yet.
What goes around comes around like a hula hoop.
Karma is a bitch but just make sure that bitch is beautiful to me.

On my Libra scale I'm weighing sins and forgiveness.

DO RE ME on Google and you find nothing.

But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit...

Honesty and love stay true to it.

Summer In January

2011-06-10T02:42:00.000-07:00

http://iangraphy.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever-21.html

A week after the truth finally came out…and it lasted a year and more or so.. It took me a week to digest the heaps of bullshit that was given to me a week prior to that date, dated on that blog entry was the week after the confessions. It’s long gone but the scar remains….

2011-06-10T02:12:00.000-07:00

This place is so empty, my thoughts are so tempting I don't know how it got so bad. Sometimes it's so crazy but nothing can save me, but it's the only thing that I have

I tried to be perfect but nothing was worth it, I don't believe it makes me real, I thought it'd be easy but no one believes me. I meant all the things I said

If you believe it's in my soul I'd say all the words that I know.
Just to see if it wouldn't show, that
I'm trying to let you know that
I'm better off on my own

Riding high on the hills and the suburbs of usj and down town, shows you that there's more to life and what we have...Actions have spoken louder then words and the moment is gone how could anyone bring it back to that moment :)

It isn't like a movie or drama, this is real life with blood, sweat and tears and real feelings not a make believe world which we all wish we sat in it like sims on your nintendo 64 play it till you get bored and hit the restart button or get cheat codes until your memory code goes doo doo daa baa nuts then reformat and get it started again. Game Over re-start in 9 -8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1

Please insert coins

Back to the future

2011-06-10T02:01:00.000-07:00

http://iangraphy.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-you-with-your-head-on-my-shoulder.html

How I felt the whole time, said so easy in such a short note....

Durian River Village

2011-06-10T00:44:00.000-07:00

Thinking back and having much time today, I was just going through stuff that had been written on this World Wide Web portal for rants and feeling and what not and realized that going back on this particular entry :

http://iangraphy.blogspot.com/2010/11/silent.html

I have to say family and friends are the most important thing in my life, correction check and tinkerbell that brown love of joy….

So yeah just a quick entry for today…
Might write more might not…Hannibal Lecter comes in deep at weird times...

ELMO for the EMO

2011-05-27T02:26:00.000-07:00

To the that girl who had a bad bad bad and a down down down day

Lights, camera, action now smile.....

Really enjoyed that picture that you posted up on your blog :)

It was special times with really good friends and good moments and most important loved ones at one time.

"some days, you are just insanely sad for reasons you can't admit.
today is mine."

http://evelayn.blogspot.com/

Well, hey we all go through that insanely sad moment every now and then....that is life if not we won't be living. Embrace those moments and be grateful for the good times.

2011-05-26T03:23:00.000-07:00

Can't none of y'all mirror me back, especially you can't never ever in neverland mirror me back
Out the country but the blackberry still connect
Who you gonna find doper than me with no pen and pants on
Soon you gonna see you can't replace me with cheap imitations for these GENERATIONS

Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
An all-time high, perfect time to say goodbye
And I need you to remember one thing
I came, I saw, I conquered

All cause the shit I uttered above, was utterly ridiculous
How sick is this?

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Now can I get an encore, do you want more

:)

The hunter and me

2011-05-25T03:44:00.000-07:00

There was a hunter in the woods, who after a long dayhunting, was in the middle of the thick forest. It was getting dark and having lost his way and bearing, decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive foliage.

After what seemed like hours, he came across a cabin in a small clearing. Realizing how dark it had grown, he decided to see if he could stay there for the night.He approached, and found the door slighty opened. Nobodywas inside. The hunter flooped down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to the owner in the morning.

As he looked around the inside of the cabin, he was surpised to see the walls adorned by several potraits,all painted in incredible detail.Without exception, they appeared to be staring down athim. Their deformed features twisted into looks ofhatred and malice.Staring back, he grew increasingly uncomfortable.

Making a concerted effort to ignore the many hateful faces,he turned to face the wall and exhausted, he fell into a restless sleep.

The next morning, the hunter awoke and he turned around blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up he discovered that the cabin had no portraits, only windows......

A caterpillar that got stuck

2011-05-23T03:18:00.000-07:00

I'm not the boy I was before.
What I am is just venting, venting.
Dear gravity, you've held me down in this starless city.
I'm not the boy I was before.
What I am is just venting, venting.
Dear gravity, you've held me down in this starless city

Moments back then - Wonder years

2011-05-23T01:53:00.000-07:00

One of the greatest things, as a kid growing up, was the opportunity when I was let loose out into the neighborhood. With a BMX bike in hand, I would, for hours, roam the neighborhood streets, marketplaces and schools. And in those few hours, I was an explorer and adventure seeker by trade.
Just like Christopher Columbus in 1492, I too was looking for my own route to paradise.
During those countless neighborhood exploring excursions, there would never be a moment where I never wanted quit and go home.
There were times when I would arrive late back to the doorstep of my childhood home only to be greeted by angry parents who only wanted to ring out why I was so late.
A few butt slaps later, I would be eating my dinner but my mind would still be out roaming the streets.
Exploring the neighborhood never lost its romantic notion. Ever.

2011-05-22T20:58:00.000-07:00

The needle on my record player has been wearing thin.
This record has been playing since the day you've been with him.

How many times I've tried, it's simple to you, so simple to lie
Blatant mistakes of your design.

-

2011-05-18T21:26:00.000-07:00

After all the partyin and smashin and crashing
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness

Coordinates: 5°24′N 100°14′E

2011-04-29T03:54:00.000-07:00

The whole drive down town to that tropical wonderful island of dreams and much future was a real nightmare. The 4 hour drive was filled with questions of me asking myself countless times if this was the right thing, what if it was wrong what if it was a mistake or mistake not going down.
The songs that played on the in house player of the ride was a killer what worse was that I brought my bible of cds that were filled with jams that we use to sing on that long drives.

My mate for the journey all the way down to that dreamy island was your best friend’s other half, there’s nothing wrong to it…but it was like I’m going down to you hometown with your best friends other half. The pit stop at Tapah rest area was even worse as we all know and you know how windy it is at 3am in the morning. So many memories were running through my mind and it gets even better as we reached the island of hope.

Many have asked if I’m over you, in which I’m not cleaning up that well I have to say. Its not that easy as how you do not happy get up move away just like you would do it when you were like 15 or 14…So much has been put in and what not…Its better that I found now rather then much later which would have been even worse.

The whole drive I was filled with questions and me wondering and wondering and over thinking…Paper is so thin to be writing this on and yes very fragile.

At the peak of the journey which was the infamous penang bridge, there was a road block. It was like a last minute stop hoping to be caught by the cops and being put into a jail cell which I’m already in one. At least the journey would have never happened.

We checked in at this really cool apartment that has turned into a rest area or what Mr hard party rocker would say this is a one night stand pit. It was a rather nice one nite stop of an area. The place was Good Hope Inn, yeah me hoping for good hope to come in…wish fucking fools thinking..

Headed out to the 7eleven by the seaside and oh boy was it so alive…it was like 4am and people were still doing their thing which was really neat. Bought some beer and headed back to good hope in for some beer and some sleep. Woke up the next morning around 11-nish to meet the ex-momma in law to settle things or more like talk things out and see what would be the next best move. Long phone calls did not do much justice. Had to do a face to face chat in order to get things in order after that fat really fat tsunami landed.

Had a lunch at places you have always taken me which made me sick to my stomach and I knew it was not the end as we had tea time and also dinner which will be places you love to eat. Stepping into your house was neither easy…I did not look at the lil lane that hits into your room. It was the kitchen and living room where I sat the whole time. Your mom crying not the easiest thing for me to handle and I had to be cool and shed not a tear, oh yeah did my facial bones hurt holding my feelings in. It was a real though things on both ends for me and your mom. Having the courage to do it was one thing and not being to control the ride was on a whole new level. In a nutshell I was in your hometown without you doing stuff that would just take us further away. Every road we drove past by reminded me of you. So much to be written down on the memories, like a old movie being played over and over again. Scenes would go from colour then to black and white…..and memories would fade in and out. The more I close my eyes the more real it becomes. Thoughts of being loaded on coke was so strong but that’s not the answer out. So plan B drink which would not be that of the smartest move as the long drive back would be a torture. Plan C deal with what’s going on and still take the beating. Things you do when that four letter word which includes feelings and your pure poor heart is in. In the end each place that had you in, I just smiled and took in the pain. Days like this will past.

It was like that the whole time and I really don’t feel like writing or thinking about it. It’s been a week and half that I’ve been keeping this inside of me. I wished the waves could just wash away my pain. The coming home journey was a wreck which made things worse, the outcome I did become stronger. Thank you buddy boy for taking me around and also showing me around. Had a good time and your views on life should be on printed media for Hopeless Romantics like me man. Coconut shakes and the heat of the afternoon does make love burn right through you….

The royal wedding is going on, yeah Prince Willie is bald and his wife is smoking hot and everything looks so grand and beautiful and on my end I don’t like weddings anymore. Hope you had royal wedding to remember.

Dance while the devil sleeps

2011-04-28T01:40:00.000-07:00

lions in law, trying to be lawyers

rocket rocker billy, the punk rock billy goat

i ate the grass, a bit too much tonight....

Good nite.

Fishing

2011-04-05T03:31:00.000-07:00

Waste my days
Drown aways
It's just the thought of you in love with someone else
It breaks my heart to see you hangin from your shelf

You'll never do the things you want
If you don't move and get a job

Oh girl, when I'm in love with you
Keep fishin' if you feel it's true
There's nothing much that we can do to save you from yourself

Cuomo Rivers you open doors that could never been open in life.

2011-03-30T03:36:00.000-07:00

I'm on the corner waiting for a light to come on
That's when I know that you're alone
It's cold in the desert, water never sees the ground
Special unspoken without sound

Told me you love me, that I'd never die alone
Hand over your heart, let's go home
Everyone noticed, everyone has seen the signs
I've always been known to cross lines

I never ever cried when I was feeling down
I've always been scared of the sound
Jesus don't love me, no one ever carried my load
I'm too young to feel this old

Here's to you, here's to me
On to us, nobody knows
Nobody sees, nobody but me

C.Followill your pain and sadness is felt through each alphabet.

2011-03-22T03:05:00.000-07:00

Oh lately it's so quiet in this place
You're not 'round every corner
Oh lately it's so quiet in this place
So darlin' if your not here haunting me
Im wondering...

Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Whose sheets you twist
Whose face you kiss
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?

I dont think much about you anymore
You're not on every whisper, oh
I dont think much about you
But if you're not lurking behind every curtain
Im wondering...

Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Whose name you hiss
Whose clenching fists
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?

Now Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Who cant resist
Whose cryin'
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?
Whose name you hiss
Whose sheets you twist
Whose house, are you haunting tonight?

Damian Kulash your a mastermind for a epic way of wondering on many different levels.

Self Esteem

2011-03-10T02:41:00.000-08:00

I wrote her off for the tenth time today
And practiced all the things I would say
But she came over, I lost my nerve
I took her back and made her dessert

Now I know I'm being used
That's okay man 'cause I like the abuse
Well, I know she's playing with me
That's okay 'cause I've got no self esteem

We make plans to go out at night
I wait till 2 then I turn out the light
This rejection's got me so low
If she keeps it up I just might tell her so

When she's saying that she wants only me
Then I wonder why she sleeps with my friends
When she's saying that I'm like a disease
Then I wonder how much more I can spend
Well I guess I should stick up for myself
But I really think it's better this way
The more you suffer
The more it shows you really care
Right?

Now I'll relate this little bit
That happens more than I'd like to admit
Late at night she knocks on my door
Drunk again and looking to score
Now I know I should say no
But that's kind of hard when she's ready to go
I may be dumb
But I'm not a dweeb
I'm just a sucker with no self esteem

That was written in 1994 by a great punk rock poet named: Brian Dexter Holland

It's been a long year

2011-03-03T02:48:00.000-08:00

The usual rain that comes at night is just usually loud and windy.
Last night I did not drop a tear neither did I have that killer feeling of being cheated and kicked so hard and then carried up only to be kicked back again on to the ground.
I tucked up and gave a straight face and took every inch with much maturity. Well a few times I could not control and turned ugly, but only to tell myself not to go down to that level.

Back to my first opening line, fact that I did not shed a tear (in the most drama way why it rained in that way) in which I could say that some how relate to my pain that was running through me was just brought down from the grey sky that lit up the wee hours of the morning. There was no black there was no white it was just grey and that’s exactly how I felt. The wind was sad and dry and it made a funny sound like it was howling towards the misery and thunder was just a rumble of sadness instead of the mighty roars…the rain came down like tear drops slowly dropping at the moments of your life as it passes by you… It looked like it would get heavier but it never did. My sadness and my pain and misery were brought down from the sky. It was a really a sad midnight thunderstorm to suit a sad person staring out into the grey night as it unfolds.

One more time if you were to ask, I would just shake my head in disbelief and space out I reckon. Gone are the days I wait so patiently for you to come home worrying about your well being when in reality I know you what you are actually doing. All those headlights that pass by the house in the dark of the night lights my heart up knowing your home safe and sound, but only to be crushed when the cars and the headlights go pass the house. Have you ever noticed that, you were to busy getting filled up. The smell of another abounding with fat smell lingers around you. When asked answer of a 12 year old kid trying so hard to lie would be coming out giving the most unbelievable answer for a question asked. If you were honest things would have been better.

A bite on the bullet all I can do while I pick up the pieces all alone and move on making a new chapter. I might write a book or do a play about this one day……

A friend told me this during my worst times, “so raise your glass if you are wrong in all the rights ways.” I raise my glass for my wrong doings in the most right ways ever.

End note:

There’s a Minnie me, and I have a fattie me….do the maths….

It's not a secret, cause I can, I can do it better..

2011-03-01T02:00:00.000-08:00

I never gave you a reason to hate me. Your just creating
your own little drama of pure insecurity.

Something from the vault of drafts....

A week plus from the tsunami that came and went. Making the arsonist even more awesome and amazing!!!

It's not a secret but a fact.....drum fuckin rock & roll for I'm a mother fuckin princess!!!

-2011-

2011-02-22T02:16:00.000-08:00

Been away for along time from the Iangraphy @ Guilty Parties. Lets hope this hiatus is a reincarnation of something good and worthwhile... Mean while enjoy a worthy picture of a nabemono japanese hot pot with spicy miso broth, personally i like the egg sitting on top of it.

Count down for santa

2010-12-09T00:51:00.000-08:00

Season's Greetings

Bits of me in words

2010-12-05T19:55:00.000-08:00

Just Morning day dreaming and I came up with this:

You pick it we stick it! You think it we ink it!

Ice kacang for desert

2010-12-05T19:02:00.000-08:00

Something to start the week off with, desert is a must in many ways

21 days more to X'mas

2010-12-02T16:59:00.000-08:00

Some sharing tips on being all so sexy.
http://www.shine.yahoo.com/channel/beauty/5-tricks-for-longer-lasting-jeans-2392345/

Just felt like sharing
Merry sexy XXX'mas

Friday lovers laugh

2010-12-02T16:49:00.001-08:00

Since its the morning of Friday and things might get spicy tonight. Cheers for the wonders on sexual encounters for tonight a Friday night.

Calculation of feelings

2010-12-01T00:30:00.000-08:00

Spiritual agony,standing in line feeling so down.
Games are so numb, I'm tired.
Caved in,can't smile no more. :(
There are no useful drugs to escape from feeling numb.
And the rain will finally come.
I remember an amazing birthday.
I remember when i was young.

Ian The Arsonist Dias

Silent

2010-11-30T18:25:00.000-08:00

Aloofness is the best way to sum up what I go through on a daily basic at work.

It's really a different world..They all think different from me and act weird. I have tried like a millions time to go to their level of thinking and only to back fire or cold weird looks back at me.

Learn from your mistakes get up and walk strong and at the same DILLIGAF attitude is applied.

Being the odd one my whole life has either made look at things different, always being the first to be blame....funny perhaps I got the looks of a O.G (original gangsta) but what ever it is ...

One thing I learned from all this is to be strong and yes it has made me a strong person... You stand for yourself and your family. No one else.

Its a real slow wednesday morning hope the weekend kicks in fast and takes it time as it unwinds for the following week.

Sports

2010-11-30T08:28:00.001-08:00

The very male ego thing we call sports. As you can see how well it goes in sports, and who's in line to receives the next blow is also a challenge.

Brown Love

2010-11-29T18:09:00.000-08:00

Its been ages since I last spoke/talked or blogged about the beautiful brown love above.

Here you go today a page just for you Tinkerbell.
'm at work and all I can think about is getting home and taking her for her walk and chilling with her. Poor girl needs the love...she never fails to smile or show teeth which is a smile actually.

Tonight I shall cook a nice meal for you.
I may say loads of stuff about you but you mean alot to me and Ms Chef.

Just one thing Tinky, please stop making the walls brown and dirty I'm quite particular on certain aspects like that and yesh I still do adore you brown loving lump....

Ps: Photography works goes to Mr De Silva, more about that soul in the future.

Key Motivations From Another Point Of View

2010-11-29T16:34:00.000-08:00

ONCE YOU GET SLEEVES YOU EITHER HAVE TO GET CREATIVE, START YOUR OWN BUSINESS, START A BAND OR PLAN A ROBBERY.

I'm aiming for all three and perhaps more. I'm on the edge with this world and the way they judge and look at people and how they narrow you down to that certain kind.
It's time we break the norm break all the circles been set forth and make a new circle of life.

Sunday Cure for the following week

2010-11-28T07:06:00.000-08:00

Something to make you smile as you drive to work or begin your week with. To hell with what people think of you and say about you...DILLIGAF............

Never do this

2010-11-27T01:49:00.001-08:00

Point to be learned from this sketch is never piss a chef or a cook for he or she cooks yer meal

Day 4

2010-11-26T19:33:00.000-08:00

which is reality would be day 6 of the week meaning its a saturday.

I'm still sick...which sucks big time....anyhow.....Hope to watch some online movies while the flu and cough decides to leave my body....making me awesome again....

Happy weekending with a cherry bomb of fun.

Heart beat is pumping fast

2010-11-24T05:57:00.000-08:00

I'm still sick down with the combo of fever, cold and cough.
What makes it worse is the body aches and the stuffed nose and the phlegm (not flam)
which is thick as peanut butter or kaya.....

Thought to share as I was growing up doing interior architecture in college, MTV cribs was my main source of inspiration, yeah tons of other designers and architects and all but cribs gave you insight to what a musician or a artist would do to their house/crib/pad.....

While I'm sick now and feeling really crappy, youtube's uploads on MTV cribs is there for me......

There's no more oreo's at home and oh I wish for ice tea super sweet......at the moment....

A penguin with fever is not a healthy penguin.

Dirty smile for a guilty party reader

2010-11-22T18:17:00.000-08:00

V to the Hizzo to the HO

2010-11-22T16:41:00.000-08:00

I'm sick and not feeling well at all....my throat hurts like hell and my body aches beyond this world and my stress level is so high I feel I could fly or use my stress level powers to move a car or a building.

Apart from all that I' am a real oreo cookie whore.....I just can't keep my hands off them.

Lesson to be learned

2010-11-17T23:13:00.000-08:00

Story of my grandmama.....

The long walks we used to take to the store
in town, the coins she gave me for meaningless jobs like pulling weeds
or washing the sidewalk... or for just being good.

Those gems were all good, but the one I remember most, the jewel in the
crown of grandmotherly advice, occurred when I was only about 13. We were
sitting somewhere and just chillin and talking and what not

She told me that one day, I would find a wonderful woman and start my own
family. 'And always remember this thing,' she said. 'Be sure you marry a
woman with small hands.'

'How come, Grandmama?' I asked her.

She answered in her soft voice.
'Makes your dick look bigger.

Takes No Holiday

2010-11-17T16:57:00.000-08:00

I wonder how they do it....

Just you two.....One of the descent of James Brooke (the white rajah) who ruled sarawak and another one a descent of a Dutch naval admiral named Michiel Adriaenszoon de Ruyter (wondering how I know this well, history when I was 14 years of age) Well fast forward to today and this two does wonder on how they work.

My say and take on it is the commitment and ever so good pay and not forgetting pride to show success would and be ahead of others.....

I really don't know what my point is in writing this but respect goes out for you two guys.

Perhaps my game plan in life is in a different game. Yet I'll try to follow your steps and in the end of the day I'll make my own steps and moves.

CHEF AT WORK

2010-11-16T11:25:00.000-08:00

She cooks not for me but for BROWNLOVETURD!!!

Muchos Amor III

2010-11-16T10:48:00.001-08:00

Then later on that nite since that note was there and the author and creator kreator was not at home so me and brownloveturd was just chillin more like she was having her dinner and I was just looking at her eat....

All of a sudden the small Mia comes overs and says ba, I have some stuff for you.....which is displayed above adding more pink and love to my back stabbed heart.....

Thank you girl....it was very kind of you.....very thoughtful of you.

In the end of the 3 saga blog episode sitcom.... The bloke found happiness in other ways and everyone lived happily ever after. AMEN.

Muchos Amor II

2010-11-16T10:25:00.000-08:00

So part of the previous blog:

Here's the follow up,

I come home open the door and the inner grill I get the scary yet all so touching and caring notes that gave me a scare and then followed by the awww feel....(why I say scary is because you work all day long super tired and you get back late and in the dark you see notes, which only means bye bye or a good bye in my books)

So yeah it was great.......
to you and you know who you are....thank you so much for making me feel great.

Muchos Amor

2010-11-15T19:34:00.000-08:00

On the day I feel and get the best of the back stabbing at MBA level and degree level whereas the previous back stabbing were very so high school musical and this time around it was like a series from law and order or some soap opera where everybody back stabs everybody.....

So yeah feeling the pain and what not....

I get home only to get scared of my socks from something (will elaborate more on this tonite)

and hours later rescue and a smiley from.....(will also elaborate on this later)

And not to mention a nice chicken sandwich for supper which covered for my breakfest, brunch, lunch and dinner......

Much more later on...

?

2010-11-14T22:33:00.000-08:00

I questioned myself time after time could it be me?
I asked myself maybe it just me being me?
I asked myself maybe they can't accept my thoughts and the way I look at life?

But then again I bow down to the way they want things, but they never even at least look or give me a chance. Judge a book by it's cover it's the way to go.

Stay in that loop hole you wonderful people call life. I'm on a happy trip called life.

May I add that when writing this I was not at all in a defensive mode due to what has happened but more the mode asking why,how,who,why not and just finding the answer.

Seymore Butts

2010-11-14T04:24:00.000-08:00

Once awhile i like the readers and the aliens reading this to crack a smile or laugh their ass off.
Cheers for the month of November as we close into wrapping up 2010 and moving on to 2011.

The Birth Of : Alfred Longhard Willy

2010-11-10T00:05:00.000-08:00

My new alter ego which was born today around 0900hrs is

Alfred Longhard Willy

You will be seeing more of him around these days as Digital Avenger is on holiday in Kuta, Poppies Lane 2 chilling from his pure music against digital/fruity loops made beats agenda.

Going to make me some tea now as I watch the sunset for today.......

On another note Alfred Longhard Willy made his debut on the social network Facebook today.

He left a note for a birthday which was just like this:

Batman, tuck up the cape get batgirl and paint the town pink for it's your birthday Happy birthday and get a glow in the dark paint and make a nude suit for it's your birthday......

after that make sure you make wonderwoman feel wonderful then make cat woman feel like a pussy cat with tons of TLC and after all that batman make sure you... party hard with Wu-Tang Clan for its your birthday......

angkat segelas bir.....burp.....cheers......

♥
Alfred Longhard Willy (alter ego of miss kittie)

PS:(the magic of Ctrl+C & Ctrl+V)

Updates of a over worked and used working class hero

2010-11-07T09:48:00.000-08:00

working class so it seems or you could say it's just a way to comfort my soul for the job scope that i go through 5 days a week.

Lets do a recap, last week had a jam session with A to Z rae. not much i would say was broken or any chaos created as we both have the age issue catching up on us and on our backs. We need more practice time, more on the spot moves instead of coming all prepared and no magic.....In the end we both need more time to find that lost groove, that lost note, that lost riff and that lost voice of the voiceless.

So the ash or the fly guy or better known as Latifah bechong now (lady boy) dropped by with a cab.
At the same time Ms Chef was cooking her nasi briyani and getting me hungry for food instead of a jam session..

Story cut short a lil tweak here and there and all four of us were in the car heading MOS out to find drunk people of the night fighting a two size human bouncer. Not much on that agenda so we headed down to changkat only to find all hell breaking out with the return of the Irish Pop Sailing wonder Stevie C y'all... Drink and drink and drink and drink.......not good for the sexy machine body that i'm in the midst of making on myself but yeah drink and drink.....
Lets censored the part seeing a girl walking around in her panties......gosh what a scare.....even the ladies of the night or the ladies with the red light turned on had more clothes on that is until they are in the room with a client. :)

So yeah the week was brutal with work load up my arse over flowing down my nose and onto my pure soft heart....sigh.....

so the following weekend after the deepavali drinks and mutton and all...

Me and the Ms Chef head down to k3k or benta or what ever its called cause it kicked ass as we still had the hunt for kopitiam blues ( read her old blogs to find out more) but the joint was so good. Many more returns there.
then we headed down town k.l as I had to meet up with my technical manager and the rest of the engineers from other parties as they were all planning for the big launch for some fire engineer thingy going world wide based in k.l as the current one is u.k based and so on. Yeah i wonder how i get along with them after all i just think the other side of the road when compared up against an engineer. wonders happen in weird ways sometimes. So my job was to design up the stage and the graphics and also get the whole works down for the big launch. So on the spot after finding out what the whole gig was about and how things were going to run and what big VVIP were coming and etc etc.....I came up with a 10second video launch...yeah it was all words and lil drawings here and there and guess what the CEO/president for the group (not going to mention it here as i don't want the blog to come up during a search for that particular group as they are widely searched for, trust me) he liked/loved and jumped for joy upon hearing out my idea, job well done now the following week i dig my grave to get the layouts ready. I'm going to use Gun's & Roses Coma as the intro....it will blow the sock of them engineers, trust me.

While all this was going on, Ms Chef was tucked in Berjaya Times Square Starbucks which is by the worst ever fucking Starbucks you could ever go to. Trust me, when you go into a coffee parlour what do you smell? The smell of coffee and the roast and what no, right? Instead this Starbucks was so darn smelly....not to mention hot....I felt like i was in pudu raya bus stop....

so dirty i felt, so gosh........that then i knew my OCD high level warning was just running high. Oh yeah on another note all the couples there were fighting.....at least 3 couples i spy with my eye fought and either one walked away......in general its the worse ever Starbucks....there's loads more to bitch about that joint which i should stop and get my sexy ghetto sleep...suburban Starbucks are the best.......trust me. But i still love the coffee bean alot.

And yes there were more stuff that happened in between here and there for this write up on the past week or so but at the current moment i'm too lazy and tired too write and my back hurts....i have no idea why...perhaps its age catching up on my sexy body which i shall fight and still look 23.

Working Class hero signs off with the beat of Playing For Change.
Kindly be hardworking enough to search that up on Youtube and enjoy every moment of it.
It's normal people like you and me playing for some change.

Thank you A
D
M for the wonderful insight to Playing For Change.

Eraser of a tuner and a prune

2010-10-26T06:55:00.000-07:00

I got the magic in me and i can feel it like a Walt Disney magical movie....

The right time for the little magic tinkle is yet to arrive and the magic in me just is just calm like the weather before a storm.

In a short period of time this magical dust shall fly over you and everyone else....it’s something not to be missed, it’s magical like i said........giggles of tinkle dust fill the sky above on a daily basic...

You will be a hot sexy action hero in a short time with the magical tinkle. Trust me dear fellow lovers of another kind of complication of love.

Has got you going crazy therefore does that make me crazy

2010-10-26T00:58:00.000-07:00

Crazy events which happen for no reason for a reason are always life awakening and learning moments in life. Take a deep breath chill breath out, a little respect for those moments in life.

A chapter can be written and can be told in time but in the end it's how you make that journey for your chosen chapter.

What I'm trying to say here is always leave all options open and take a helicopter views to have an overall view before making a decision.

C.S.I

2010-10-23T01:26:00.000-07:00

Saw this on a car as i think about my battery issue and a power point

C.S.I

Christ Saves Individuality. Then i knew why a nerdy lady comes out of the car and a nerdy son or young dude waves and honks the car at her....explains why they need the C.S.I bumper sticker...
the nerd level was way above anything else......

story of their life...

Read On

2010-10-23T01:19:00.000-07:00

Four guys and a woman are stuck in an elevator.
While they are stuck, they strike up a conversation.

The first guy says, 'I'm a Y.U.P.P.I.E., you know...

"Young, Urban, Professional, Peaceful, Intelligent, Ecologist."

The second guy says, 'I'm a D.I.N.K.Y, you know...

"Double Income, No Kids Yet."

The third guy says, 'I'm a R.U.B., you know...

''Rich, Urban, Biker."

The fourth guy says, I am a D.I.L.D.O, you know...

"Double Income, Little Dog Owner."

They turn to the woman and ask her. ''What are you?''

She replies: "I'm a WIFE, you know...

And with that i came up with my own:

B.oy.f.r.i.e.n.d
Being Only Yours For Right Insane Envious Naughty Days

Or

S.o.n
Sucks On Natural

Cant think of much....running low on my battery mode.....thoughts are on power points...

www.smokingpaper.com

2010-10-23T01:03:00.000-07:00

thank you so much smoking paper.com and also my quick thinking...i did a run through penguins bag and found smoking paper....since it was long and my machine could only do a certain size i trim it a bit and now i can smoke...next on the list is a power point that works....if that works out we got here a winning script of mishaps and stories from beyond...have to check my mail now......work needs to be done even on a saturday....

boo yah...for smoking paper.com

80's baby to a 20th century adult

2010-10-23T00:48:00.000-07:00

one thing that i noticed and know for a fact is....at this time, this era one thing we all could not live with out is a power point and and something that needs to be charged in order to be used...at this very current moment i'm at ampang great eastern mall star bucks (fuck yeah sounding like a real blogger at a coffee shop just writing away)and the only that is getting me super worried is the fact that i have no more battery for my laptop and its going fast and minus the fact that i have run out of rollie sheets for my ciggies....sigh....what could be even worse is if the urge to shit
just comes upon me now....then i'm really screwed.....for real....

so yeah i have so much to write very in the mood and tons of ideas but i need a power point to make franky the asus a52j stay alive and also rollie sheets....

lets see how things go..if all else fails i have a thick business development book in my bag to read.....so lets see how it goes....unless i could befriend somebody here to watch over my stuff run a floor down get my stuff then re- locate else where....

awaits the right moment....be chilled now for the time being....

The 6th & 7th day of the week = 67 and now say it in chinese

2010-10-22T09:47:00.000-07:00

Having loads of fun as i manage to get like a buttloads of DJ Am mix tapes and all in full versions......I'm very sure he is mixing up shit with angel turn tables up there in heaven with the big guy and the holy bunch...not to mention hot angels to dance for him....

well Dj Am roots grew well from his crazy town days and he did grow with his own signature sound....i should stop being a music professor and just enjoy the groove...

did not manage to work out get my sing along friday as i rejoice for the weekend...its like a mantra song for taking in the weekend or welcoming the weekend....and guys let not drink and drive......

Musica da besta selvagem

2010-10-21T01:23:00.000-07:00

After 10 months of not listening to Hawthorne Heights I'm listening to them and yeah
it's good times with me and my headphones in the worlds best passive fire fighting company...

Ironic with music going super loud on my headphones in the office and loud as your fart at home i can think straight...see outside the box and even further....doing all this with a crack of a smile running through my lips...........

Being a passive person

2010-10-20T23:34:00.000-07:00

Being stuck with my calculations and not knowing my next step...last resort get a piece of paper just draw or make a mess with any ink or a pencil.....look for a spot to get it up on and get a camera which in my case is crappy and you get yourself an art piece......

Flesh trade on a chinese table lying half naked and not able to move at all

2010-10-20T18:55:00.001-07:00

Alright minus the fact that I love and like them chinese girls especially the chee cheong fun one's...and being able to adapt to a chinese massage would be a great advantage in the mating scene....

anyways back to the flesh trade, on tuesday night Mdm Lady "the cook" Dragon was in pain due to not enough of rest,bad sleeping habits,over exhausted body, old injuries and many more to add on to the list. Which resulted for a quick visit to the old chinese massage parlour. (bear in mind it was not a quickie and it was long and painful..read on)

So after work we agreed to meet up there in order for a massage.she wanted the full works whereas all i wanted was just a good ol chinese foot massage not the seductive one's that thrown all around where sex and titties are used to lure in their customers. I wanted something painful so that when i pee later it will just flow out bad chi chi or toxins and kinda clean up my system....

So we get there....the hokkien dialect starts understanding very little i kinda took note that it would be a cupping followed by a massage and that we had to wait as the aunty fan (the lady of the place) was going out to buy dinner..
我们必须让我们可以做按摩现在。给我们两人。订立肯定他是地狱的痛苦.. the hokkien talk continues as i just walk up...他一直淘气确保他必须忍受的痛苦，我的身体疼痛....我已经老了... yeah they still talking alright...

So we get in she just leaves me there and goes into the room. I wanted to smoke but NO said the lady....so i wait for about another 5 mins and this guy who looks like the assistant for the doctor dude who created frankstein comes up to me...asked me to get in the next room where they were like 12 or more chinese people, all talking in a different dialect i could so tell...i get my shirt off, lie down and pop pap pofft tum tum
Acupuncture time!!!!!!!
more the 12 needles on me...and i cant move....shite i was starting to panic...all of a sudden i'm starting to get cold feet....i cant feel my ass...what if they get me all lumped up and start to remove my organs...the amount of what IF'S that ran through my mind was insane...then the other dude comes up and says you must sleep....enjoy relax.....
yeah we 12 needles in your body...much more worse than a junkie....with the speed in the veins though....

so 45mins or so...i kept myself alert to my surroundings...the feeling was like i was a piece of meat on the flesh trade just lying there waiting to be bought in pieces...unable to move.....felt just like a goat/cow/chicken/fish or pig lying there...

so after having needles in me we moved on to the leg/foot massage which was so painful in which i could take at all...and its two days now and i'm still in pain, but in a good way kinda pain as i'm healing....so yeah one hour plus with a foot massage....too much cold water/bathing cold water/not enough of sleep/not eating on time/too much ice which i have to stop and get in control of my sleeping time in order to cure this....so for an hour i was in labour pain....then it was the cupping a good 15 mins but it felt hell of a pain for the 1st time...it being i had so much wind to be taken out......end result....i look spotted like a leopard tortoise....
so after the 2 hour pain i went through....i have to say its a first for everything especially the cupping and acupuncture which was really good.....dont see the effect of the acupuncture yet....
I’m still running on tompok mode due to the cupping....
Thank you so much for a day at the spa Chinese style dear mdm penguin enjoyed it alot....

I reckon head that way for a good body over haul instead of all this massage parlours popping up here and there with girls to lure you in....its just a pleasure massage not something that would benefit you after a massage....

I made my way away from the butcher’s table alive and kicking and two days later I’m writing this here....

Theoretical Coverage

2010-10-18T19:58:00.000-07:00

vroom vroom vroom give me some room....
I'll be switching lanes like a switch blade you can catch up if you want...
I'll be switching this and that like a model who switches that many of clothes on one runaway down the highway.....

Digits figures solid volumes mixing ratio and much more are the only things on my mind....

If there's a phoenix flying by tell her to take me on that wild phoenix coaster ride...

Take two...with a ASUS A52J and coffee...

2010-10-17T20:55:00.000-07:00

I have come across a book that I can't get my eyes or hands off it....

So un-true eh.....

well the book title is called " White Fluffy Clouds Found Inspiration Moving Forward"

I have been reading the online version as I have yet to hit a bookstore or actually find that copy in Malaysia....let's see how the search goes when I get time on my hands....

My life in the fire fighting (structure industry) has taken a whirlwind upside take and hard smack across my face....I will survive I keep telling myself that and also, I keep telling myself to toughen the F up princess.....lets see how that chapter unwinds in the months to come....

Apart from that my best old time friend Hazrie Bin Karim wishes to tweet but instead he is too shy to do so....I wonder why....anyways long live Hazrie.....we have been friends sincethe young virgin age of 8 years old....same school all those years and same class....

back to fighting flames with calculations and materials.....

speaking in the car by myself

2010-10-07T19:58:00.000-07:00

we could be
the epitome of self sufficience.

what would you say, just think about it....tongues and ear and nose and lips and everything nice and pretty were made for the demon.....

Colours of an album

2010-10-06T20:01:00.000-07:00

I've been going a WEEZER marathon for the last two weeks....
its been really a happy moment....its just hits the it right there.....

New Kids On The Block has a new album....d.loaded it very not the nice...actually...wasn't for jadakiss and the rest of the east side rappers the track would be super just super bad.....take note no west side rappers on the album, fact being the NKOTB's are from the east side....so it seems jersey boys if my memory serves me well....

2 Pints of booze and crawling on the floor...for the faint at heart.....

till later schott's be merrier then a toad.

View Me

2010-10-04T07:30:00.000-07:00

I'm going to play some heavy metal and fooking rock & roll now and try to find some peace of mind from the fire fighting business and find me some sleep cause I'm such a special guy and never giving up with the back drafts of fire fighting.

Pastry 101: Grapes and Mangos with Shrimps on the plate

2010-10-04T05:59:00.000-07:00

Before I utter words and before I start to begin
kick me in my nose until my face bust if not it will be you on the floor with my fist up on your face and a diet coke in my other hand...
Cause my last name is EVER and my first name is GREATEST.

wedding bliss to start the month of a virgo and a buttload of work to start of the month of the libra....what more could a aquarius ask for in the star.

Which brings me to a question: If girls were made to love? Then when would we ever get married? Who will be that special that we would walk down the the long church stretch to the altar? Such a sexy,sexy pretty little thing all the girls and ladies that are out there....like a sailor would say it's a big big ocean out there with many fishes to catch with you love net. I on the other hand:Hopeless Romantic.

If arthur was here he would say "how la my life"

There's pro's & con's on what I just have said. To sum it up is easy as this, love the ladies and enjoy the fruits of the greatest creation and never get your heartbroken and be a hopeless romantic and it's either your made with that soul mate of just be a sucker for love.

Now I'm going to pick up my guitar and and play some bedroom tunes hoping to be as good as Hendrix.

Koi fishes doing back flips is a rare act to see, have you ever seen it???

Supporting angle designed to support hopeless romantic

2010-09-28T22:44:00.000-07:00

A heavy cross you bear, a stubborn heart remains unchanged
No home, no life, no love, no stranger singing in your name
Maybe the season, the colors change in the valley skies
Dear god I've sealed my fate, running through hell and heaven can wait.

To the future the past that I have lived through and what the future holds come good or bad I'll be ready standing up strong.

I know a wall to scale and I know a field without a name
Head on without a care before it's way too late.

Learn from mistakes and never to repeat them. Move on be strong ,the past is the past...let it be gone with away with the wind that ever changes. Stay punk rock for the years to come.

The best of trying to forget and move on is such a pain taking process.....
If everything could ever feel this real forever, if anything could ever be this good again....

Staying under water even though you can't swim is the best option :)just make sure you can hold on to your breath long enough.

I‘ll come through and steal your TV and then Shake

2010-09-28T00:24:00.000-07:00

man I’m on probation motherfucker I’m bout to Shake

instead I'm day wet dreaming about expensive life styles, music, beats, offset rims, doing 360 bunny hops and getting more tattooed so that I wont have a 9 to 5 job....

Gotta pee so bad reports but detailed drawings landing like London airport on my machine Shake

I’m ma fuck this bitch until her knees start to Shake
face in the pillow ass up let me see you Shake

and that's why I like it doggy style cos you can see that shit Shake

neighbors hitting on the walls cos I make that mattress Shake
usj 666 said I make too much noise I gotta Shake of to Dungun hills of Beverly hills to shake

Me and fat fucks aint agree on shit so I had to Shake and break a finger and a bone Shake
you wished you could shake as fast I could but you couldn't Shake
Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me Shake
So how's it taste? Shake
When I slap the taste outta your mouth Shake
With the bass so loud that it shakes the place Shake

Ran out of tunes, beats and rhymes......
I'm having the blues of wanting to do something different...wanting to out from everyday life and embracing it in a different point of view ( NO I'M NOT GAY)

anyways story of my life....a slim pitt Portuguese rapper from asia pacific....
dreaming about rock and roll weekends.........silly high school dreams still haunt me of being a rock star applying the DILLIGAF attitude....

I was not doing a Kelis milkshake song but more of another Shake song......
I wish I could help myself......need to find an answer....

LAST NAME EVER, FIRST NAME GREATEST.

Hair from down south

2010-09-08T01:39:00.000-07:00

Just took a lil walk to get my pee out from system....so as usual you wash your fingers and what not after a small leak...as i reached the tap.....to my shocking discovery, pubic hair at the tap head...

super long one just like never been cut or shaven before....i was eewwwwwwwwwwww and ewwwww again......

walked away washed hands at the other pipe and skipped my away from the scary lil pubic hair....

guys shave or be trimmed or have some style down south......you might not get sex often but at least look good not like some 20 year old who never shaved down there hair as long as their armpit hair....so yucky......

be metro and all so sexual now.....

Smilling Brownie

2010-09-07T09:19:00.000-07:00

Oh you with your head on my shoulder

2010-09-07T08:04:00.000-07:00

Your heart is no grave to be perfectly honest
Your mouth's a smoking gun
And you smile while your twisting the knife in my stomach
Until everything is gone
Take all you can from me
I've got weak constitution
I'm led so easily
So easily

uPVC

2010-08-27T00:37:00.000-07:00

unplasticised or unplasticized PolyVinyl Chloride is now my best new friend....

get to know your pipes they do have they own style you know.....

A Yeoh VS A Dias

2010-08-26T20:28:00.000-07:00

A typical out of this world conversation by two souls that were wacky enough to be walking the streets of usj. Random it was the conversation could not be let go through a "click" X button, this one goes down the books in history as random at its best for the 26th of August 2010 baby....I saved it to be remembered as time goes by this is a testimonial for soul asylum crack heads on a social net working site just chatting. Out come you decided......

4:34pmArthur
Dei tengga

4:35pmMe
wats up thosai

4:35pmArthur
Yenna tambi

What you up to?

4:35pmMe
pa pundek

doing work

4:36pmArthur
Likewise

4:36pmMe
sweet

4:36pmArthur
Sweet like Jimmy fallon

4:37pmMe
sweeter just like chris brown sugar rock

4:37pmArthur
dance like pete wentz

4:39pmMe
and shake shake like shaggy doing a duet with lady gaga

4:40pmArthur
More like lady haha

Who goes there?

4:41pmMe
goes where ever the wind blows just like a blow queen down town

4:42pmArthur
What if the wind blows to the direction of Hitler, the Mein fuhrer himself!

4:43pmMe
then a national kdk fan will change its direction....

4:43pmArthur
Hahahahaha

You my friend have lost it

4:44pmMe
nop i still have my marbles

4:44pmArthur
Marbles?

That's rather small init?

4:45pmMe
no these are big white horse marbles
Arthur

Horse marbles?

I heard from a very reliable source that germaine frenchenson loves horses marbles
8:27pmArthur is offline.

It has no ending to it.....due to the complexity of the small talk...
better luck in the future finding a perfect ending for moments like this.

Trip down memory lane

2010-08-24T22:11:00.000-07:00

Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away

On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,

How to get to Sesame Street

Come and play
Everything's A-OK

Friendly neighbors there

That's where we meet

Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
It's a magic carpet ride

Every door will open wide

To Happy people like you--
Happy people like
What a beautiful

Sunny Day

Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet

Can you tell me how to get,

How to get to Sesame street...

How to get to Sesame Street

How to get to...

Off white & Off black

2010-08-23T01:00:00.000-07:00

just to share that my all time favorite drug cartel movie would be Blow starring Johnny Deep..

pRFtttTTfFFf Yeah Fuckin hell yeah woot woot woot pfreeeettt

2010-08-21T06:37:00.000-07:00

was about to give a full out blog of the week and just chill out

then a light bulb appeared from no where and said lets head up to genting for the nite and here we are getting ready for the climb not to gamble but just have coffee and chill.....

it was a random jump on life.....

ok later......

Tales on VHS from the 80's to mid 90's

2010-08-19T00:03:00.000-07:00

These are classic tales which we will remember till our death bed...
they made our afternoons and weekends cooler then a normal day and no matter how many times we would rewind fast forward to that favorite part on that VHS tape, the magic never seem to fade away...it was always a new chapter new things to find out new behind the scene things happening..day dreaming of being a cartoon...it was so pure but behind it all we never did look at the big picture behind it all the life long lesson it was trying to say to us at such a young age, perhaps our parents knew it but how would they explain that to their 3-7 year old kid....
The dark side of this fairy tales are not all so bright....
there's a grim side to it....where there's good evil always lurks behind it ......

Cinderella walked on broken glass,
Sleeping beauty let a whole lifetime pass.

Belle fell in love with a hideous beast,
Jasmine married a common thief.

Arial walked on land for love and life,
Snow White barely escaped a knife

It was all about blood,sweat and tears.
Because love means facing your biggest fears.

If we could only step out that o-zone of just being tuned into watching this shows and get a out of the box and view it from higher grounds, we would have learned from a young age that love hurts and if you do believe in love go ahead and get hurt...it's worth it in the end if the love you have to offer is returned and lesson to be learned if the circle of love doesn't go in a circle....

Gracias,
Ian Mcshane o'skully Dias

A killer pussy

2010-08-17T21:25:00.001-07:00

Something I got during from my little sister while i was at work....
Thank you for the lil entertainment during office hours....

GUILTY PARTIES

Another Sentul Singh

Cherry Cola

Questions

80's review

Tainted Love for Schweddy Balls

Yesterday is a distant dream

:)

SPOTLIGHT: Guest Blog - You, me & 3rd of December

Beyond stars and beyond yer underwear

Without a sound

Senior & Junior

In bloom

ARTY

"The "I" in Lie"

A SIMPLE GUIDE ON HOW TO DWNLD MOVIES - FOR UNIFI USERS - USJ AREA‏

Lord Voldemort & Tom Marvolo Riddle

Daily routine on someday.

Someday on a daily routine.

earth movers the ring worm

Two pictures and some words

Buffy seeing a twilight in angel

C.S.I Miami

Ray Charles with a rayban

Flannel is my color

Today

HYBRID MOMENTS

Summer In January

Back to the future

Durian River Village

ELMO for the EMO

The hunter and me

A caterpillar that got stuck

Moments back then - Wonder years

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Coordinates: 5°24′N 100°14′E﻿

Dance while the devil sleeps

Fishing

Self Esteem

It's been a long year

It's not a secret, cause I can, I can do it better..

-2011-

Count down for santa

Bits of me in words

Ice kacang for desert

21 days more to X'mas

Friday lovers laugh

Calculation of feelings

Silent

Sports

Brown Love

Key Motivations From Another Point Of View

Sunday Cure for the following week

Never do this

Day 4

Heart beat is pumping fast

Dirty smile for a guilty party reader

V to the Hizzo to the HO

Lesson to be learned

Takes No Holiday

CHEF AT WORK

Muchos Amor III

Muchos Amor II

Muchos Amor

?

Seymore Butts

The Birth Of : Alfred Longhard Willy

Updates of a over worked and used working class hero

Eraser of a tuner and a prune

Has got you going crazy therefore does that make me crazy

C.S.I

Read On

www.smokingpaper.com

80's baby to a 20th century adult

The 6th & 7th day of the week = 67 and now say it in chinese

Musica da besta selvagem

Being a passive person

Flesh trade on a chinese table lying half naked and not able to move at all

Theoretical Coverage

Take two...with a ASUS A52J and coffee...

Coordinates: 5°24′N 100°14′E