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November 16th, 2009
cosmic_beans
 | 01:14 am - A note to self.
i ought to visit the science center and the museum soon when time has me.
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November 15th, 2009
thedavidx
 | 07:48 am - We are the vaseline gang
Well that was most satisfactory. Didn't really know what to expect what with us not bothering to rehearse, but apart from a few minor wobbles the penultimate appearance by Britain's leading crap novelty punk band was a minor triumph. One of my favourites ever probably. Very responsive crowd too and loads of people I hadn't seen for ages including Alex ex of the Violets who was dancing down the front in her usual exuberant fashion. A very jolly time seemed to be had by all.
We ended up doing three Ants classics since they were so much fun to play and it was nice to do them through a proper PA and on an actual stage. Setlist for when I get round to my second autobiography:
Press Darlings
The Cornflakes Family
I'm Only Happy
Dirk Wears White Socks
Scotland the Brave
That Girl Has got It
The New Royal Family Rules Okay
Kings of the Wild Frontier
Had to dash off to work like Cinderella as soon as we came off stage so I didn't get to see Mr Grossman but it looked like it was shaping up to be a pretty excellent night all round. Hurrah!
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Current Music: The Underwear Song - me
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borndefiant
 | 02:29 am - Lucky Girl
It was an awesome show. And I am so lucky to have had such dedicated peeps to end it off with. Richard from LGF, Midnight Marvel and Hairy Heart pantyliner Jean Hair. I am so lucky that Tiet hooked me up with this roland keyboard ( which started the whole thing really). That BBT Dougall hooked me up with Ableton. I am so lucky that I have a bf who has been listening to my insecure prattling for the past few months and still showed up on a work night to help me caarry my gear. I'm so lucky I did not lose anything this time round.
I'm so so lucky.
And right after the awesome Chemical Hearts show, B's friend messaged him to tell him that I'm getting a wad of free human hair to finally finish my Death Kimono doll.
Am I lucky?
I am fucking lucky.
Thank you!
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softplaces
 | 12:20 am - Sometimes, I am bunnies.
Right, I'm hopelessly, hideously bored by law, but then again nothing's new. I've not updated properly in ages, mainly because not much happened (okay untrue, Halloween happened and that was ludicrous fun and there are pictures, but as usual they'll never see the light of day) and then a whole lot of school-related bullshit happened as it tends to do, and then there's that long-distance relationship I find myself still in (whoop de doo?) and then general academic woe and doom, crap I am taking so many modules and sweet Jesus it is dull.
But news! I find out I'm slated to graduate early, which means this time next year I'll be doing my last exams EVER (I might have to come back the next summer to clear a summer module, but that's okay I reckon). Which means I shall be running off and doing something I don't hate a full six months before I had expected, and when I graduate I'll be twenty-two, which somehow just doesn't feel as tragic and like I've barely lived as graduating at twenty-three. Now I'm suitably excited about this, because having worked off my debt (or academic obligation to my parents, rather, to do a degree that will allow me to eat occasionally, especially when I am hungry) I can run off and blow a lot of money on things that are likely to keep me properly hungry and poorly fed. Whoo! So come Januaryish 2011 I'll be in New York to learn Final Cut Like Whoa and then perhaps run around the Americas for a bit and visit my boyfriend, after which I'll be back in Singapore to see if I have to clear anything else to graduate during the summer. After that I'm going to do something that I've spent years dreaming of, which is run off to New York (again, t'is the dream innit?) for a year and learn to, wait for it, be a film-maker, ha-hah. It's kind of strange in that it's the only thing I've ever really wanted desperately, and waited a long time to come even close to (much besides, it's most of the reason I've spent the past three years subjecting myself to law school, so that I could run off without feeling like I'd let my parents down and spent all their money on something they'll never see their money back on). I don't know, I feel like I've been remarkably grown up about all this, (finally, my years of agony and pragmatism will pay off soon) and fucking hell, it's actually going to come to pass, and it's great and terrifying.
And just to remember what I'm subjecting myself to - this term I'm doing five and a half modules and it's mad. One of them's finance and I want to throw up just thinking about it, exams are in a little over a week and yeah things aren't looking particularly bright, in fact right now I'm journalling out of heinous boredom. I don't know, this term has been sort of insane, with firstly the workload and secondly the long-distance she-bang, neither of which are particularly pretty. Honestly I'll be so glad when this term's over, which it will be, incredibly soon, but now I wish it wouldn't just so that I'd have a bit more time to be a bit less screwed.
Speaking of long-distance, a couple of days after my last exam I'm flying off to Minnesota to see the boy, which is good and I would be looking forward to it a lot were it not for how my spirit has been broken by the sheer immensity of crap I need to get done in the next week. In theory though, I'm absolutely ecstatic I suppose, but I can't really tell because it's been a long time since I've felt anything besides a dulled sense of despair.
On a brighter note, sometimes I am bunnies! (circa early 2008)
This entry is too long and I have work to do. Oh, there is so much wrong with the world!
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November 14th, 2009
beingjdc
 | 12:27 pm - These people make laws about this sort of thing...
Anyone with a clue what Charles Kennedy means by Would the originator of this message please remove it from my email system pronto.? Fascinating.
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thedavidx
| 08:16 am - Twenty two nembutals and a grapefruit
My new paramour took me to the theatre last night. Well posh. We had miso soup in Pret a Manger first. Dobbie was there. With a man. And not Mark Corrigan either. She looked lovely.
Anyroad, we went to see Prick Up Your Ears. I've been a big Joe Orton fan ever since I read the greatest book of all time (James's Maw's The Official Adam Ant Story obv) in 1981. Not so much for his plays, which I don't think are all that, but his life story which is far more interesting as well as being a lot funnier and infinitely more tragic as well).
It was the production from which Matt Lucas famously bowed out recently. Apparently the show's being cancelled soon due to all the Little Britain flibbertigibbet fans no longer being interested in going. That's a real shame because in my opinion the fellah playing Kenneth Halliwell is brilliant and, I suspect, much better than Mr Lucas. I can understand why he didn't want to do it any longer, mind, what with the spurned gay lover murder/suicide business.
I was expecting a live version of Alan Bennett's brilliant screenplay, but this is a totally new production. The only familiar lines are bits from the diaries or the library book vandalism. The story is so familiar that it could easily have been dull and predictable, but the acting brought it viscerally to life, particularly for a cast of just three. The set was impressive too. It ends with the plaque on the flat on Noel Road. Anna's dad was responsible for that. True fact.
As you will probably know by now if you've read this far, the New Royal Family are playing their second last ever gig tonight at the Buffalo Bar. Supporting Loyd Grossman. We're on stage at 9pm. Or we'd better be, I've got to go to work afterwards so I'll miss the saucy fellah with the loose vowels. It's being filmed too so this could be your last chance to appear in "Everybody Wants To Shag The New Royal Family - the Visual Documentary" coming to a DVD near you soon. Crikey.
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Current Music: Prick Up Your Ears - Adam & the Ants
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borndefiant
| 05:21 am - do re Me.
wish me luck. It's a small thing in the grand scheme of things. But I'm glad there are still things that can get me all tingly like this.
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stereotypist
 | 01:58 pm
it occurs to me that i have never mentioned this new shirt and hoodie. the design is something i cut out of a big thing of fabric for some reason a few months ago, it is nine feet tall, i have never made anything bigger than me before
silver apples - you and i
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sg_ljers
[hahabird]
 | 02:09 am - About housing in Singapore
I just read this contribution by Chua Yeow Chong off the Forum page on ST:
Three ways to discourage property speculation
The following are my suggestions to discourage residential property speculation:
- Impose a high stamp duty on property flipping: for example, 20 per cent within a year and 15 per cent within two years.
- Remove property tax exemption for unoccupied properties. Land banking and property squatting are economic waste.
- Impose capital gains tax on profit realised from investment property.
Demand for return and demand for dwelling are very different objectives. Hot money will find a better place to go in a jiffy when the situation changes, and Singaporeans will bear the burden of hugely inflated home prices. Singapore needs to fix this vulnerability.
Suppose these take immediate effect on future transactions, that would make implementation tricky and time-consuming. Lots of existing Singaporean investors would also be caught by the second point.
I don't know, but they sound like bloody damned good ideas, albeit radical. Or am I missing something here?
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sg_ljers
[perrinleaflock]
 | 12:37 am - Seeking Stories of the British Bases and Military Withdrawal
Dear fellow Singaporeans
I am a Singaporean historian looking to speak to people who remember the British bases and their withdrawal in the early 1970s. The withdrawal was the first major crisis independent Singapore faced. The 56 bases, contributing a fifth of the country’s GDP, were its largest industry, and the pullout threatened the livelihood of one-sixth of the labour force, including an estimated 8,000 amahs.
The pullout also transformed the economy, society and landscape of Singapore in the 1970s. Most of the bases were converted to commercial use, while many base workers underwent a 3-month retraining crash course. Technical and vocational education also expanded, as new laws sought to increase labour productivity and attract foreign capital investment.
These developments resonate with us today: the retraining programmes, the mobilisation of the young, the philosophy that ‘no one owes Singapore a living’. There is also a forgotten social history to unearth: how retrenched base employees coped with the crisis and how workers adjusted to new work routines.
If you remember the British bases and rundown, or have a family member, relative or friend who does, kindly contact me to lend your voice to an important episode of our national story.
Please pass this message along to those who might be interested.
Thank you.
Loh Kah Seng (Dr)
Visiting Research Fellow
Institute of Southeast Asian Studies, Singapore
Email: LKSHISatGMAIL.COM
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November 13th, 2009
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