Voila, la deuxième tentative.

oooh er!

been feeling funny these past few days, odd dampened moods, plus the occasional break of sunshine through the clouds (both literal and metaphorical) even today.
but nonetheless, some thought shares:

• Malaysia’s 12th General Election results. NAIL BITINGLY TANTALIZING RESULTS! WAaaay beyond the who wouldathunk imaginable is happening. holy crap. I feel wrong saying that I’m so gleeful because I know it’s only just the beginning and who knows what lies in wait, but HOLY MOLY! I have never been so proud to be a Penang girl ever. no. I shit you not. serious. SOLIDARITY with my Penang people, from the mainland folks to the mamak shop people to the kopi tiam tau kehs, and char koay teow sellers, schoolteachers, businessmen driving big cars, made up tai-tais, the MPPP workers, young uns’, all those who from all walks of life who went out and voted. for.the.opposition. WOOT. The winds of change have blown. Now to pray and hope and DO.
• Bicycle shop guys. I don’t know why, but I’ve always had a thing for bike shop guys. It’s not just about finding them cute (which I do, but then those of you who know me know my attraction towards "cute" boys runs the gamut from simply speaking, odd-looking ones to the "huh? but Marie, he’s so…NOT CUTE!" ones). ok that aside, I think maybe there’s some kind of self selection involved with being a bike shop guy. Maybe besides having the whole grime and greasy fingers thing going on, they’re also just, naturally, NICE. I dunno. But I went to another bike shop today (hadn’t been to one in a loooong while) and met another nice bike shop guy. Inside my head I was squealing "Y’alls just SO NICE!". I love bike shop guys.
• Nutella on table water wafers: nyumnyumnyuminess.

Well that’s all for now.
Back to squinting at updated election results, and muttering prayers under my breath and wishin and hopin bad icky mood/feelings away.

love to all.
xoxox