It has been three sandstorms in a blue moon since I updated kuronoir. Thanks to my new career, finding things to blog about has become a challenge. Nevertheless, in the Age of Assimilation where Facebook and Twitter have officially gained the upperhand, I’ve taken steps to further continue Kuronoir’s endeavor. If any of you have an iPhone or an iPod touch, try out my blog on the Safari App today – I promise no Flash and no Loli.

Integration was quite easy. Just a few codes and plugins made it quite a snap. Wordpress is good…

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Saturday, March the 6th, 2010, Bandar Sunway. Temperature hit 39°. That’s just a hairline below forty. It’s insane because that has never happened. Everything’s boiling but people don’t seem to mind. Well I do, look at this – the rats hiding under my garage are sun bathing.

Showering 3x didn’t work either. Maybe I should stay in the cinema and watch Alice.

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For those of you who saw my Shadenfreude project, you better enjoy the rest. Come on, there’s a dark Sesame Street fandom in all of us.

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See for yourself, amazing timing to boot.

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What surprises me about this simple video is it’s disturbingly true.

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I have slightly spanked up the color scheme of kuronoir.net. Most of the main functions have remained virgin, otherwise those touched have been un-sanctified. Nevertheless I feel that this darker tone breaks away from all that facebook 2.0 mess the world’s been caught up with lately. So pardon the mess, I’ve got more Akari loliness around. Here’s to welcoming a brand new Lunar year. * snore *

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On the 17th of February, I vowed never again to return to to Twitter. And that remains to be technically true. But like a dictator breaking the Treaty of Versailles I’m limiting that vow to that account I broke. Having said that, it’s time to mobilize a new crusade and seed the rebirth a new phoenix.. but something a little darker and if not, slightly blacker than a flamboyant peacock eating waffles on crack syrup. All in the name of keeping up with the times…

Let’s be friends again…

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Is this the end? No This is the peak. I'm leaving before gawd damned vessel sinks.

Squawk, caw, crow, tweet. You’re all chicken soup, bird brains if your feathers eventually run out. The biggest dis-advantage of stuff being digital is that, regardless of its entity in soft copy or stored in some heavenly cloud, it’s still volatile — There’s no guarantee that whatever you save will be there tomorrow. So make back-ups. But how do you restore something that’s not really yours but the terms say it’s your voice? Hence, what happened to me a few weeks ago, which is my fault I might add. I fucked up my original Twitter account. After numerous attempts during these holidays to get it back, I tried to start over with another proxy account but I just wanted the prestige of my old user name. It’s followers feeling you could say. Anyway let’s cut straight to this:

I Quit. Forever. I’m doing this not because Twitter sucks, but because Twitter’s customer service sucks. I’ve come to terms with this — as a multimedia designer I should keep up with the times. I will honor that. I will grant services for clients who want to get their presence on Twitter. But it’s the end of the road for me — I’m not worthy to fly. And there’s no point wasting my time. Better to let the experts of the flock cockatoo. So goodbye Twitter. Goodbye Tweeters. I will miss you all. No, I will not. *vomit*

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So how did it feel,
to be behind the wheel
of a rare opportunity
to drive a 1kHP Bugatti?

Let me jpeg the ways:

I assume that the glass is made of diamo.... lol i guess not.

Guess I banged her up real good. *cigar*

I still got first place but I assume in a real life situation, I’d be forced to compensate damages. Lols and Balls.

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