Ghosted the Ghostrider

There's something about men on big bikes. They're like cops, great siren and when you need them most they're not there. I've been on dates with Chinese Captain America, Ang Mo Wolverine, Ang Mo Mad Max and lastly the Local Ghostrider (LG) a day ago. LG texted 8:45 I'll be there and I arrived at 8:45. Waited 5 min. 

 9:46 LG messaged me, "hey I don't see you." LG, you're late bitch! Your ass just got ghosted by the real Ghostrider. Sayonara LG HA HA ha ha ha...

A Date & a Dilemma

 Would you turn down a date with a super handsome angmo, who is going to pick you up in a Merc CLS, buys you martinis and promise you a night of heaven with his giant Nightshade Solanaceae?

My heart drummed 2livecrew's MSH while I lay at home stewing on a yes or no. 

-to be continued....

3 weeks after by birthday

 Luck is a preparation to meet opportunity. Mine was 3 weeks later.  Des, my gorgeous friend whom I had the fortune of meeting a decade ago gave me a beautiful pink PVC dress for my birthday. It made my fox eyes pop out like gweilo's saucers. In my world, sexy like vinyl, leather and cuffs.

I had a date but typical...got stood up. Next time I got to get a backupdate. 

Since it's going to be a home night, may as well be Kim's Convenience dreaming of Andrea Bang.

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The Birthday.

 With Morbid Covid, I expected a big zero for my big day. Lazing around in bed gazing at streams of people getting laid was the program. But my gurlfrens braved the chinatown traffic jam and sprung a surprise. Before I realize, my favorite chocolate cake was in front.

Despite each of the gurls being hit by giant set backs, they took the time to relax,   celebrate my day and make beautiful memories.

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COVID, bed and friends

If ever there was a disease suited for introverts and lazy butts, COVID is it. Social distancing, no visiting, are like bacon and syrup drizzled on salad.

Too much snake-in (吃蛇), no clubbing makes a sad ballad. So a masked ranger one must be, so as not to become a stranger to the outside world.

Lying on the bed all day is too tempting, reading away all the dirty fantasies perverts send me.

Humanity...

can be dim witted. Singapore was a ghost town last night not because of any government lockdown but because some kiasu people went to supermarket to buy weeks of toilet rolls. My favorite Ah Beng, Chan Chun Seng, said Singaporeans lak-sei (embarassing). I pity this minister who had to go live to report the months of supplies that the government had stockpiled because of the recent Malaysia lockdown. So when everyone is scrambling, it's a great opportunity to go anywhere but supermarkets which will be packed.

Last October there was a strain making it rounds. When I had it, I thought that many of the older folks or people who are vulnerable would be able to survive this flu. When WHO finally detected and declared existence of Corona Virus or rebranded as Covid19, I thought it was rather silly that people started reacting to it when this bugger has been around for some time. It's easier to blame bat shit than to really understand the origin of this disease. I've been to Wuhan. The market has literally been around for decades. Chinese people do eat some scary shit and they have been doing it for thousands of years. Logic would dictate it's quite unlikely that the market is the source of the virus. SARS, COVID, crazy weather, firestorm...correlated? Some bright scientist should look into that. Diseases that are locked in ice, forest or deep in the earth are being released by humans. With economics, monies and livelihood clouding the lense of judgement, it's easire to point to batman shitting on our health rather than seeing the big picture. Last year I stumbled upon this crazy Asian guy called Andrew Yang. He was running for the US Presidency. I knew he had no chance because of his skin color. As I read his stuff, this guy turned out to be a genius. He said that Trump won because he identified all the ails of America but he blamed it on trade and immigrants, hence the trade war and the wall. Andrew Yang said that most times people use scapegoat because it's easier than facing reality. If he comes to Singapore, he better sign my copy of his book. I am just going to live my life. Eat no meat as I am a vegetarian, take public transport and donate to charities when I have spare monies. Oh I love pool. Just picked it up recently eventhough I super suck at it.

A break from Fly Aeroplane

Fly Aeroplane or fang feiqi / fong fei kei (放飞机) is a Singaporean idiom of not showing up for dates or cancelling dates. 2020 was starting to look like 100% Fly Aeroplane. The reason?

A super comfy big velvet bucket seat that just holds me like a soft giant hand awaits me at home. I can just curl up and chill on Mr.Big Black Hand or MBH for short. MBH handily won over many ho-hum dates. I get nice gifts from my dates but its the dull script with the inept actor that comes after it. Can't I just get the gift and kiss each other good bye?
 
There are only a few people who can get me off MBH. One of them is my best friend for more than 15 years, Adaline. It's hard to ignore her when she comes right up to my place, honks and drags me into her car. Besides Lulu's lounge is one of my favorite joins. Two reasons for delivering me to SGGURLS monthly meet. Here's a short video:

 SGGURLs is Singapore's largest transgender forum. https://www.facebook.com/groups/1567083706923641