There’s a spider in this blog. If you left your mouse pointer over at the white area, he’ll approach it to investigate.

Unfortunately, I can’t feed him. But the koi and turtles from the same site could be.

I’m not particularly too awake to properly blog, but if I don’t do this tonight I doubt I ever would for the rest of the month. In one way, I guess I’m forcing this bit of writing. But if I don’t get the fire stoked, in ways or the other, the furnace is just going to put itself out.

A full month is an incredibly long time to not update. I had thought the week after Singapore would give me a night or two, but things picked up faster than I expected, and when the dust from closing week finally settled, I caught the brother’s fever and that lasted a week. A fitful of coughing later and it is already May, towards the mid of it. It’s like the time-monks simply forgot to redirect time to that particular, um, time.

(Dear lords; one month and I can’t make any sense. At all).

Anyway, a few things to note here, if it matters in any way:

The Beautiful Blogger Award stint managed to invigorate The Intricate Swirls of Miss Vic. Well, I figure it’s closer to a three pulls with the defibrillator; the rest is all surgeons and natural recovery. At any rate, swing by to throw in your support!

And once you’ve done with that, Teh Ais Limei wrote this fantastic piece about Amir Muhammad’s book on Yasmin Ahmad. Probably pretty late to feature here, but if it’s one way to get the word out, I suppose it isn’t so late. Check the comments too!

And The Twistedtrainsistor just plugged in the third part of Marjorie's Margarine in her blog (took her long enough). Don’t worry, she has kindly left part 1 and 2 linked up. Swing by for (immensely) rare fiction from her.

Aaaand that’s about it. Nothing this sleep sodden mind could remember or perpend any more.

Maybe I’ll fare better tomorrow.