Vaguely gay recluse

Some angry young woman thinks I look vaguely gay on TV, and I wasn’t even hav­ing a dou­ble mac or an Orange Mocha Frappucino.

3) The only Blog­ger who claimed to address social issue [sic] looked sus­pi­ciously like a recluse.
4) Not only that, he looked vaguely gay.

In the post imme­di­ately prior, she’s just watched that Get Rea! episode and she’s very riled up by what she sees and hears, much like how other angry young women get very, very riled up when they watch Sin­ga­pore Idol because the judges are so stu­pid and gay and the con­tes­tants so untal­ented how dare they even audi­tion for the show et cetera ad nauseum.

···Yes, blog­ging in Sin­ga­pura is a dis­ap­point­ment. Even the more well-known blogs here are noth­ing but a big fat flop. All they do is ram­ble about their per­sonal lives, which to me, is all wrong. Nobody wants to hear the brain-numbing details. Some­times, I’m tempted to sim­ply take down my photo log because it dan­ger­ously adds per­son­al­ity to this blog. It makes it more human. Wouldn’t it be bet­ter over­all if I was blog­ging with­out a face? If I had no human per­son­al­ity attached to me? I would be noth­ing but a voice. Some­how, I sus­pect that putting up my pic­tures attracts trolls. They’re able to attach a face to a voice, and face it, trolls are usu­ally so stu­pid they can’t iden­tify a voice with­out a face.

Luvvie, it’s a teevee show, and it’s called Get Rea! They shoulda inter­viewed you instead, because you have more of an agenda than any­thing I’d ever be able to muster. But what to do? I min­gle with the glit­terati and Diana Ser has my mobile number.

···Another Blog­ger told us that the qual­ity of blog­ging here is seri­ously bad. Tell me some­thing I don’t know, mis­ter. And why didn’t he share his blog address? I’m curi­ous to see how hot shot a social com­men­ta­tor he is.

Be curi­ous no more, for I am not a com­men­ta­tor of any sort. And I tried my darn­d­est to ‘share my blog address’, but it just so hap­pened that the show had peo­ple called pro­duc­ers to edit the one hour inter­view and left the impor­tant bit out. For social com­men­tary, go to Mr Brown’s. He’s well-known, big and a lit­tle fat (my age liao mah), but def­i­nitely no flop by any measure.

Still, thank you. Bet­ter to look vaguely gay than vaguely straight. Orange Mocha Frap­pu­cino for everyone!

(Nabeh… simi recluse? I have lotsa friends ok?)