Rain and Gray Skies

Bun Bun Bunny died today. One of the abandoned kitties that I named Sweetheart for her affectionate nature also died today. It's been hard on my mom and I, more so for my mom because she discovered Bun Bun dead in her hutch and she was the one that took Sweetheart to the vet when she found her extremely weak and unwilling to eat this morning. The vet put Sweetheart to sleep. I'm not going to go into details but let's just say that the rain and gray skies today here in Kuala Lumpur befits my mood.

Bun Bun Bunny

I woke today with a hacking cough and a drippy nose plus a hangover from taking 2 huge gulpfuls of liquid Actifed last night. Looks like I have the flu and cough that's been going around these parts like an epidemic.

I decided to skip work and stayed in bed most of the morning until I had to run some minor errands for my mom. She casually mentioned when I got back that my 7 year-old rabbit, Bun Bun Bunny has been really weak since yesterday.

I went over to Bun Bun's hutch in the patio to verify this. I could see that Bun Bun was still breathing (thank God!) but she was lying down sprawled so I stuck my finger in to stroke her nose and she didn't move to nuzzle it like she usually does. That's strange, I thought. I opened the door to the hutch and she didn't jump up to the door to demand treats. Weird. I tried to pick her up and my usually feisty bunny didn't resist at all. She just couldn't move! Not only that but she hardly gave her favorite cereal Honey Graham Oh's a nibble before totally refusing it! My heart just crumbled and I feared the worst.

She moved her hind legs a little when I took her out of the hutch to lay her in our little garden... she even reached for some freshly cut grass so we haven't given up hope just yet. Everyone at home is now crossing all appendages: fingers, toes, arms and legs all, hoping that Bun Bun'll pull through another day.

The picture above is actually a painting I commissioned lovely Ashley to do for me a couple of weeks ago. It has yet to arrive in my mail so I took this off her Flickr (hope you don't mind dear!). Do check out her lovely work.

An Answer to a Comment

Ye Gads! Who would've thought a comment left on my previous post could be so thought provoking?!? Read on:

Film noir...hmm. But where's the sex, violence and mystery? ;) Or is that too hot for this blog? Heh.

I feel the same sometimes, but I like to think of my life more of like a TV series, with each year being a new season. Been counting since early 2005 (since that's when I felt things started getting more...dramatic), so its now Season 3, in 2007.

New characters introduced each year (new people meeting), cast ensemble replacements (eg friends leaving), femme fatales (are there no more "nice" girls in KL?), and all the drama. And of course, there is an anchor (maybe a trusted friend, maybe an office setting).

Season 3 seems to be starting off pretty interesting so far, this year.

However, for you, the most important question is - are you enjoying your role in the movie that is your life so far, and do you think you could write your character better, and suggest better lines to the writers, or is she an audience favourite already? :)

Or is there another life / movie you should be in?

Well Anonymous, first of all this blog was intentionally created to sell my jewelry... advertising space if you will. So yeah; sex, violence and mystery is certainly too hot for this blog. Hah!

For awhile I did keep a separate blog with all the “juicy details” of my life but I kept getting these recurring nightmares of my kid (someday) finding the blog so I stopped. Anyways, I’m not a big fan of reading other people’s angst and neuroses (although I love to reading about other's “exploits”) so I thought I might as well stop littering cyberspace… plus my kid (someday) won’t be able to find any dirt on me to blackmail me with. Told you I was neurotic.

Truth be told however, this is how far sex, violence and mystery goes in my life nowadays: Regular sex scenes between 2 people in a monogamous relationship which trust me is hot; sometimes violent although not fatal road-rage; and there’s always a mystery… even though the mystery usually revolves around the all important question in my household: which one of my dogs peed on the carpet? All this drama in my life man! Now don’t tell me that’s not film noir! :P

Anyways Anonymous, I am to certain extent enjoying my role is this movie I call my life. I do think however that I need to have a heart to heart talk with the writers about the direction this character of mine is heading. Thanks for sharing Anonymous. And most importantly, thanks for asking.

A Role of A Lifetime

Sometimes I feel like I'm the lead actress in a movie that is my life. I'm playing the role of a slightly neurotic woman who is waiting for all her childhood fantasies to come true while pretending to be a fully-functional adult who pays her bills (most of the time), is in a stable relationship (most of the time) and is responsible, articulate and creative (most of the time). It's like every other romantic comedy movie you've ever seen, with all the grittiness of film noir.