Posted in Rants & Raves


Trivial pursuits are supposed to help one balance out the severity of real life’s responsibilities. My life isn’t that tough and I have a great job but I don’t want to be too harsh on myself too. My Dad had his first severe heart attack at 33 (which is what I am now) and eventually succumed to work pressures and overstrained his heart. He was 45 when he died and I had just turned 18.

I’m not afraid of death because I make a double effort to live everyday like it’s my last but I am afraid of pain, and knowing my family’s medical history… I don’t want to be another victim of my weak genetic make-up.

The last few weeks has just been work, exercise and more work. Also trying not to gain more weight – which I’m finding so so so so hard to do.

I need a holiday from being responsible. I want to sleep in for a week, lie in bed and read, eat junk food and listen to music all day. I want to eat crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, ice cream and chicken nuggets dunked in curry sauce for breakfast. I want to go for a massage and facial everyday. I want to have 2 fried eggs and melted cheese over IndoMie for snacks. I want to stuff my face with chips and crisps with crazy creamy dips. I want to just float motionless in a pool and just drift. I want buffet lunches everyday!! I want to wake up one morning and look in the mirror and TAH DAH! I’m not unhealthy anymore! I can eat everything I want and not die!!!

How about I start getting back into dressing up and documenting my outfits first?


I produced an indie music festival in Singapore for 7years before I moved to the US to be with my indie game dev husband Tom who made Axiom Verge and Axiom Verge 2. We live in Los Angeles, California with our son Alastair (named for Alastair Reynolds) and our dog Goliath (named for his size).

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