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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2009-11-04:/</id><title>Dudette in Pantalets</title><link rel="self" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>you do love my slacks.</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-04T16:39:26+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2008-01-24:/2008/01/24/stay_ground~3626019/</id><title>stay ground</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/24/stay_ground~3626019/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2008-01-24T15:23:00+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T15:23:00+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;thanks for the slippers, they are so warm and cute. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;more art pieces.&lt;br&gt;
photography.&lt;br&gt;
movie list.&lt;br&gt;
family time.&lt;br&gt;
school.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/24/stay_ground~3626019/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2008-01-16:/2008/01/16/title~3586011/</id><title>less and more</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/16/title~3586011/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2008-01-16T16:10:55+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T13:31:12+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;talk less, do more.&lt;br&gt;
or turn that into an art piece.&lt;br&gt;
be productive.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/16/title~3586011/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2008-01-15:/2008/01/15/sleepy~3581068/</id><title>sleepy</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/sleepy~3581068/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2008-01-15T16:39:36+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:03:14+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;so ive never scribbled anything about my life since mm i dunno since when. wow and have no idea since when ive never typed in this way. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;when i would like to drop down my everyday life i thought about that i actually got something to write about yesterday so then i stopped to write anything and then it runs into a  cycle and of course there are far more elements than this making the note pad empty. ha.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;but then when the wind was urging me to rush into the hall this morning, i told myself that i really need to write something whenever i rmb to do it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;oh well. when ive started to know what im going to put down here. my sleepiness strikes, and i need to hit the hay. i went online for a while and sarah hey me. oh man i miss sarah. i miss the silly days with her. oh then she needed to go to class and i need to say nitenite then we talked for a while only. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;so the cab driver this morning showed me how the road situation and traffic phenomenon is here in town so i wont be fooled by other drivers. haha thank you thank you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i should stay ground and have better tolerance when living in such high pressure city when everything around me is so intense and pushy. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;this is such a random post just like me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ok nitenite.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2008/01/15/sleepy~3581068/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-12-28:/2007/12/28/n_a~3500165/</id><title>N/A</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/12/28/n_a~3500165/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-12-28T17:54:42+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:54:42+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;this kid,&lt;br&gt;
his presence,&lt;br&gt;
their resemblance,&lt;br&gt;
the past,&lt;br&gt;
the future,&lt;br&gt;
the joy,&lt;br&gt;
the agony,&lt;br&gt;
the memories,&lt;br&gt;
the pain,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;NOW.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/12/28/n_a~3500165/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-09-23:/2007/09/23/sparkles_on_the_rim_of_the_glass~3027481/</id><title>sparkles on the rim of the glass</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/09/23/sparkles_on_the_rim_of_the_glass~3027481/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-09-23T17:16:34+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:15:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;back from lisboa and both antonio &amp; i ended up getting the same "gift"&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt; lol&lt;br&gt;
its avos birthday and we held a celebration dinner party for her tonight.&lt;br&gt;
its the first time in years that i had bday dinner with avo in which it makes me feel nothing better than that at this moment.&lt;br&gt;
after all ive felt what i imagined, after all ive somehow realised that staying in this unfamiliar place has actually got its sweetness.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;i guess lisboa once again entertains me and i guess its always fun to be there.&lt;br&gt;
when slowing down and getting a chance to see those impractical upscale stuff and people of  all sorts, you might find that the city we are in is  somehow an interesting place innit . hehe.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;last but not least,theres still a problem that i can never seem to solve.&lt;br&gt;
why are there always people really into others business but are never freaking willing to reveal teeny bit of their life details to the world.&lt;br&gt;
are some people jus born to be nosy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/09/23/sparkles_on_the_rim_of_the_glass~3027481/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-08-05:/2007/08/05/stay_ground~2757260/</id><title>stay ground</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/08/05/stay_ground~2757260/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-08-05T07:47:16+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T16:29:01+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;obligation,&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;on the road of growing up, unsuccessful trials are like bonus in kids board games that can aid you to further part of the path to the destination.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/08/05/stay_ground~2757260/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-08-03:/2007/08/03/n_a~2749005/</id><title>n/a</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/08/03/n_a~2749005/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-08-03T12:49:13+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T12:49:13+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;if thats what i chose ive got to face it on my own.&lt;br&gt;
this is the situation i have to deal with by myself.&lt;br&gt;
tears symbolize the beginning of adaption, the starter, the acceptance whilst that creates nothing else productive.&lt;br&gt;
baby steps should be taken at every stage, and&lt;br&gt;
theres no one and nothing to blame, everything has changed but ive got to find a way out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/08/03/n_a~2749005/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-07-23:/2007/07/23/the_shortest_greeting_for_me~2684327/</id><title>unrealistically real</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/23/the_shortest_greeting_for_me~2684327/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-07-23T06:31:41+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:48:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1343/873863205_e9f82b8f27_m.jpg" alt="pineapple cupcake" title="pineapple cupcake"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;havent played with cake flour for long but perhaps its way shorter than the time ive been awaiting the sound of the bell&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;headache, insomina.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/23/the_shortest_greeting_for_me~2684327/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-07-10:/2007/07/10/mountain_girl~2605956/</id><title>mountain girl</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/10/mountain_girl~2605956/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-07-10T02:18:28+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T17:46:33+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;i havent had any pao and leite for enough long, i think i want some - no i mean i need some. ha. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;so i had my first attempt to try cooking this. isnt it a cny dish? ha.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1392/764565165_d5eae5e584_m.jpg" alt="" title=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;
ingredients: chinese mushrooms, chicken breasts, dry scallops. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/10/mountain_girl~2605956/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-07-08:/2007/07/08/the_lost_abelha~2593969/</id><title>the lost abelha</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/the_lost_abelha~2593969/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-07-08T08:44:51+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T08:44:51+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;such a mess. dont know where to start baby.&lt;br&gt;
from closet to kitchen to bookshelf to pantry to closet to kitchen...blah&lt;br&gt;
everything was well organised in the cozy room, im so reluctant to unpack and re-pack. boo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/08/the_lost_abelha~2593969/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-07-06:/2007/07/06/didnt_you_know_it_well_enough~2583242/</id><title>when it comes to love...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/06/didnt_you_know_it_well_enough~2583242/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-07-06T08:44:45+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T20:07:01+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;its all about &lt;strong&gt;sense&lt;/strong&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;sensibility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;+/- 2&lt;br&gt;
ive only come to realise the practical usage of this...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/06/didnt_you_know_it_well_enough~2583242/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2007-07-04:/2007/07/04/ether~2569584/</id><title>ether</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/04/ether~2569584/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2007-07-04T06:56:35+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T19:59:49+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Gj5sgFeYVL92mM:http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00008YNI3.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" title=""&gt; shunji iwai&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;finally got to see this japanese film &lt;em&gt;all about lily chou-chou&lt;/em&gt; (riri shushu no subete) which talks about ether. its such a stunning (yet depressing) movie, its very slow to start, perhaps a bit challenge of patience but it is definitely worth your time.  im sure you are gonna love all of those visual and aural experiences there.&lt;br&gt;
and if you love ethereal music, you shouldnt miss this.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;
im craving some yummilcious cup cakes, preferably magnolias.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1383/717830838_957a496203_m.jpg" alt="" title="cupcakes"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
oh. and this lady from far east.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;note:&lt;br&gt;
then later in the evening i had this.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1356/741116930_5933a6f156_m.jpg" alt="" title="huge patriotic cake"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2007/07/04/ether~2569584/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:peckish-ink.blog.co.uk,2006-11-20:/2006/11/20/title~1348501/</id><title>the spot</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://peckish-ink.blog.co.uk/2006/11/20/title~1348501/"/><author><name>tinwinkie</name></author><published>2006-11-20T05:12:06+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T05:13:00+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;trying to avoid the crust or the flesh? what if they can never be seperated?
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