Webcomic Update - Thou shalt not LIE

Grandma might be faking insanity just to freak San up. Seems to be working real fine too. So this lie will really get some ball rolling in the pairing area. Like any other fib, you need another bigger fib to cover the original fib, and it goes on and on like an avalanche. Guess who'll be the fictitious girlfriend. He he.

There's like 1 or 2 more pages til the next scene. Ya, those guys who were asking for Andrea. You get to see her next...with Az, naturally. In a discotheque. Ya, I know I haven't been in one of those for almost a century now. Can't help it. You just sorta lose the urge to dance in pools of vomit as you grow older.....oh okay, I'm exaggerating. I just can't be bothered to drive all the way to the city, park some ass-expensive spot, and blow my hardearned money on booze. I got my private stash at home.

Ya, back to Andrea and Az, I'll be more than happy to start drawing them again. :D

Mini Pinscher Hell

Belated photos taken with my cellphone. I'm obsessed with Tiny dogs with evil dispositions.


Bobo, in various state of relaxation. Such an Ah-Pek pose this is.


Abstract art at its finest? Actually that's Bobo's perfect derriérre. Dad commented that her butt is gorgeous, on how it's shaped like a mask. Batman's mask, to be specific. My apologies, Bruce Wayne. Anyway, I'm sure you agree.


Little Cookie is cute, but that's all there is to the sweetness of her name. In real life, Cookie is a monster...all fangs and taloned claws... She's known as the Cookie Monsta. Everything is a chewtoy to her, even your fingers, nipples, nose, etc.


Severely grained and hard to get closeup. Cookie is usually a brown blur in the house.

Yes yes. She's still pissing and pooing everywhere. Oh man, sometimes I pray for release ;__;

Exceeded my Pasta quota for 2005

Back from lunch with the colleagues. We went for pasta in Fasta Pasta in IKANO. It wasn't that good, really. The mushroom soup was thick and too gooey for its own good, and after a few spoonfuls, there was nothing else left to proof. Garlic bread was tough and cold, and wasn't baked. I got the impression that bread slices were just hurriedly pressed down into a pan of melted butter+chopped sautéed garlic. Then the ravioli pretty much tasted like flour dumplings...I was so disappointed because somebody actually mentioned in his blog that it was one of the best he ever tasted. Boo! The ravioli in Antonio's in TTDI is waaaay much better. And there were 2 other pasta we ordered: the spaghetti marinara and another fettucine carbonara (i think). Fettucine one was pretty ordinary and I've tasted better. Spaghetti was said to be good but I didin't manage to grab any because the dish was being passed out too fast! *cries* Then there were the pizza. Nothing to write home to mom about.

Bill totaled up to RM600+ and our US big boss foot the bill. We should've brought her to some Thai or Northern Indian restaurant, despite the fact she can't take much spicy food. But not all are spicy. Mostly sweet+sour and slightly hot. A much appetising and less fresher blend of flavours compared than Italian. I'm not sure but I didin't see any Napolitan sauces in the pasta menu. Aiseh, nevermind ler.

Italiannis in OneUtama still tops the chart. But I remember having one memorable pasta meal in Basque Lane cafe once, of one spaghetti in napolitan sauce + clams. My goodness, that was so awesome. I'm such a big garlic freak. Such greatness ;__; Sorry to see Basque Lane go.

Mistakes Mistakes

I'm making too many mistakes at work this year, and I'm talking major mistakes that reaches the ears of my US boss. Won't be surprise if they decide to kick me off the project. There were at least 2 red-marked mails from US this morning, CC-ed to all the clients and bosses, asking me to provide an explanation of some missing stuff from the system. Sweetness.

Thinking back on the few days of frenzied loading, I was working from home and I remember the depressing gloom settling over me. I was sick like a dog too and there was Cookie to take care of, and family to worry about. Now I know not to work anymore from home if I can help it. The heat and the stress totally got to me. So much strain and stress in this project. Every little step makes up for so much. I hope there'll be another person assisting me next year (if i'm unfortunate enough to be stuck with another cycle).

I remember what that was said, that this is a great time of testing...of extraordinary obstacles. It's either I'm trampled or I'll be lifted up. I need to wade through the sewers. There'll be a manhole in sight soon. I'm sure.

Webcomic Update - San Flips

I'm so tired that I can't tell which end is which. I alternate between working, drawing, puppy-sitting, getting sick and going to church. I'm going to die soon. Oh God please let this week end soon....

So the new page is up. I rescripted the whole page and the subsequent scenes. It's too long-winded and draggy. I'm sure readers are not interested in reading so much about the MissWongxSanxGranny dinner, especially over the stretch of a couple of very long months. Decided to go straight to the subject and objective of this scene. It's still amusing.

Don't you love how the new page ended, with San going into anime-ish hysterics. Note his pupils, or rather, the lack of it. He looks positively horrified...so utterly (mis)enlightened with the fact that all females are the same, with the common goal in mind : To have their evil way with him, using their feminine wiles and serpentine charms. You could tell that something happened to him dum dum dum~~

ROMB is turning into a soap opera. Wait til you see the next page.

Lord of our hearts

O Lord of our hearts, home is not home without You. Life is not life without You. Heaven itself would not be heaven if You were absent. Abide with us. The world is growing dark, the twilight of time is drawing near. Abide with us, for the evening is coming upon us. We are getting older, and we are nearing the night when the dew falls cold and chill. A great future is all around us; the splendours of the last age are descending; and while we wait in solemn, awestruck expectation, our hearts continually cry, "Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of [division]."

- Charles Spurgeon, Joy in Christ's Presence pg 60

I was having a lunch+devotion break just now and Cookie was out and about running loose in the house, gnawing at everything in sight: toes, hair, handphone, soiled papers..you name it. Every now and then she twitches violently and starts to scratch like crazy at her already sorry looking coat. Feeling saddened, I closed my eyes, put my hand over her and prayed over her skin condition. After awhile, she quietened down and snuggled closer. I read aloud from my Spurgeon book, esp the Bible verses. For the first time, Cookie stopped chewing and fell asleep. It could be the tone of my voice, or the comfort of His words, but I'm glad she calmed down.

I've redone the draft for ROMB, tweaks the lines a bit. Too hot to draw anything now though, so I'm finishing my office work and maybe rest a bit before I start on the lineart tonight.

I do hope I don't defect tonight. You see I got myself a few distractions yesterday. Bought Midnight Nowhere, which is an adventre point-and-click horror game. And there's the Closer DVD to watch. What's more, I need to go for a facial, pedicure and manicure. Gawd, I sure know how to burn money.

Mange? Or not?

Jenny, the breeder called me about Cookie this morning. She said that the shedding is a transitional thing and it happened for all of the litters she ever bred. Her vet informed her that it's more serious for the smallest pup (Cookie) because the immunity system is still weak. In a way, that makes sense because all the bigger puppies in her litter are less affected. On whether if this is Demodex Mange or not, I'm definitely not going to do the dipping. It'll kill Cookie, because she likes to lick and chew on random stuff too much for comfort. What's more, I heard that the vets will not do it for you, but sells you the poison so that you can do it yourself at home. No way, Jose.

So I'm thinking that I should concentrate more on treating Cookie's diarrhoea right now. With that out of the way, I can slowly supplement her food with more coat conditioning stuff. I'm thinking of pure cod liver oil. It's cheap and easy to administer.

Well, I guess we'll see.

And I really ought to continue with the ROMB update. Been too long without a new page that the readers are getting restless. My tablet drivers and Painter software are already in place. Now I'll just need to find the time to complete the lineart. But my life is running like "A Series of Unfortunate Events" lately.....so believe it or not....I'm actually sick! Headaches, fever, cough, sorethroat and bodyache. Shitty, eh? But not like that's going to stop me.

Shedding Puppy! :(

With the help of my sister, I've decided to name the new puppy ChocolateChipCookie Chin! Okay, Cookie for short, which is really suitable because she's currently the color of cookie dough.
I'm having some problems though. Cookie is shedding in patches and according to the breeder, it could be due to the fact that she's losing her puppy fur. I'm not sure if the breeder could be trusted because I've heard that puppies do not lose their fur until older (8-11mths old??). I'm worried if this is an allergic reaction to her food, OR if this is due to the recent weaning. I'm also hoping that it's not some sort of parasitical infection! :(

What I noticed that all the pups in the litter have this problem, where they suffer from loss of fur. I'm thinking that it might be the kibble. Currently the pups are being fed Adult kibble from Pedigree, which is badddd since Adult kibble does not provide the sufficient nutrition to a puppy. So as soon as I brought Cookie home, i'm now switching her from Adult Pedigree (http://www.pedigree.com) to Puppy Evolve (http://www.evolvepet.com/). I hope this solves the problem shedding problem. She looks rightly awful now and her poo's a tad bit soft for comfort.


Cookie cracking open her eyes from sleep


Ugly condition of Cookie's fur


Looks like some mange condition to me...or not. Hell, is this normal?! T_T

I'm wondering if anyone knows what's going on... If yes, please tell me. Poor girl... :( I'm pretty angry if this is caused by the wrong kibble. The whole litter might be malnutritioned. Thank God they've just recently been weaned and haven't been eating the unsuitable kibble for months. That would definitely cause a lot of health problems in the future. Aww sheesh I'll need to get her to the vet for a complete checkup soon.

Anyway, I've gotten some photos of dad's MinPin, Bobo. Ha, she looks absolutely ridiculous in that Louis Vitton doggy shirt. All the better to ridicule the mutt. She's gotten all high and mighty recently.


Bobo, looking like a total idiot.


Oohhh~~ ~*kiss kiss*...* lick lick* My dad, the apple of her eye.


I'm so sexy.

And so, we not have 2 MinPins in the house. Hurrah! :)

Doodling Again

A doodle...haven't been doodling since...god-knows-when. Intended it to be a Bishie Parade since I've been recently been re-infected with the Shoujo Bug, but....too lazy to draw too many figures. It ended up half-assed, but still, I'm HAPPY! So glad I'm drawing again :)

New Ghibli Fare!

I didin't know about this... T_T I so want to watch this now!



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Shambles

I can't wait to get back home tomorrow on Friday. I don't know why but I'm homesick. I miss Bobo and the praise&worship music that's constantly blaring loudly in the house. I miss the bland-tasting dishes my mother hurriedly whips up daily. I miss just being at home with Sis and Mom and little Bro. Dad's not in this picture because he's seldom at home during the day.

I looked at some photos of an ex-colleague and got so envious that she got to enjoy life so much in comparison to me. She gets sent to Europe and the North Americas and all the photos were of her happy smiling faces with breathtaking backdrops I only normally see in postcards or in TV.

After awhile of simmering in my own envy juices, I realise I'm only living the life I chose. I had opportunities which I bypassed. I chose my path, and I'm now walking it. Why am I complaining in the first place? At the end of the day, does all this matter anymore? On where you've been, what you've seen and what you've eaten? No. It doesn't.

I'm kind of depressed with the shambles that is my Life. But sometimes God uproots you so that you may be replanted....He has to tear down in order to rebuild. I'm a pot that does not question the potter.

Spiritual Warfare - First Bout

My family's been going through a series of powerful demonization which started with my grandfather's sudden demise last year . The grief in everyone opened up doors for spiritual attack and a number of my aunts succumbed. Up til now, all the Christian family members, that is my grandma and my aunt, has been successfully delivered in the name of the Lord. On the 27th of Feb, that dangerous "open window" period where the unclean spirit might seek to reenter a cleansed person ended for my grandma. (Luke 11:24-26) I'm so relieved she survived that time of testing.

Grandma was previously starved and thin, and was plagued by inexplicable illness for more than 10 years. Whatever disease she ever dreaded, alighted upon her...cysts, cancer, diabetes, heart problems...there were also generational curses, soul-ties, and also transferrance from unclean objects in the house. There were also manifestations of demons; the sharp sly eyes, the sudden personality change, the memory lapses, the abrupt gorging of food, etc. But since the deliverance, her dizziness is gone and her appetite has returned. This is God's goodness, as whatever evil that Satan intended will be made good by God, in His perfect timing.

As for my aunt who also went for deliverance, she's still inside that "open window" period. It ends soon, and I'm glad she switched church to come over to mine, as my pastor is gifted in Discernment and Deliverance. Follow-ups will be easier and the gaps will be less.

Before my aunt accepted Christ, she was an advanced Reiki practitioner and had her Chakra points opened. This rendered her vulnerable, opening up windows for demonic transferrance when she was back during Chinese New Year to take care of my grandma (who was demonised that time). Later when she was praying for my grandma in tongues, her tongue got stuck and she started screaming and screaming...and her limbs went numb. I was on the phone with her when that happened. I was in Ipoh and she was in KL and couldn't be located. All that was known that she is driving near Eastin Hotel and she's losing control of herself. The whole family immediately got down on their knees to cover her in the protection of the Blood of the Lamb. My kid brother heard the Holy Spirit say Do not be troubled, for we are fighting a winning battle. And now, my aunt had her house cleansed and she's delivered. Familial relationships were mended too between her and my mother. They used to fight like cats and dogs. Never did we guess it was spiritual influences.

All that aside, now my non-christian aunts are acting up. Some of them started having vertigo and bouts of dizziness+vomiting, another's fingers were blue black as if pinched by something, and one is behaving really weirdly...as in totally abrupt guffawing and sudden tears. We already told the psychologist to go screw himself long time ago when he diagnosed them as depression.

This week, Sis and I are going back to the frontlines of the battleground. Mom has been holding the fort valiantly and I'm worried she will overexhaust herself, as she still teaches at school in the morning and watches my grandma at night. What's more, the family on my father's side is started to act up too. They have a huge idol-worship bondage and my cousins are consistently "oppressed" by spirits at night, continuing even when one of them left for Adelaide to continue her studies. Now that my cousin has returned, she has believed Jesus, but her spiritual life is in shambles due to the rapidly deteriorating condition of her family. Her parent's marriage are on the rocks, her father who was a loud strong man is now thin and sickly, and the list goes on.

This warfare is becoming more and more complex and dangerous. God has set into motion winds of change, and we feel it sweeping across the family. It is a mighty raging wind that cleanses and purifies all the is abominable. He will raise up warriors, quivers for His bow, and the Liar and his cohorts will be defeated and cast out.

For those of you who are Christians and are totally unaware of this side of your spiritual walk, please slumber no more. Satan is very real and he is the king of this world. We resist the devil so he may flee from us, but how do you do that when you do not realise you are under attack. Find out more about Spiritual Warfare.

A Dog to call my own...FINALLY.

I've gotten a 2 week old Miniature Pinscher. She's a tiny brown pup with sleepy eyes, smallest in the whole litter. For RM480, she's MKA registered and microchipped. Among the tans and the rest of the browns, why did I pick her you ask? When set loose, this little pooch made a beeline towards my pedicured toe and started licking. The rest just went off in hesitant random directions to gnaw at stuff. She's a bit more hyper compared to the rest, but that's okay. Her head is larger than her body and she looks like an overgrown houselizard. Heart-melting <3 <3

I'll get a picture as soon as I get her home, most probably this weekend. I have most of her doggy stuff ready, including the kibble, treats, playpen fence, toothpaste, etc. Even got her a leopard-print leash+collar complete with a flirty golden bell. Oh boy, she's going to be the sexiest MinPin gal alive. Now all I have to do is to give her a name.

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I confess...I'm harboring this secret fear that she'll die in my care. T_T