diatribe of <strike>cyber</strike> 'a dater'
It’s no surprise that my last post here dealt with not being able to shut the frack up and I subsequently went quiet. Quiet as in behaved like a good boy.
Well I haven’t. At. all.
I’ve been blogging, misbehaving as an old boring ranting sod.
Online.
And in real life.
Lots has happened in the last 10 months. Lots of great stuff but mostly crap. And there have been some flirts.
Were they great? Would I revive this site1?
The good… there will be complete stories. And pictures. Sod it.
The bad? I’m dating again.
But before all… this song resumes early summer 2009 very well 2.
The best thing of all is that there might be huge plans on the horizon for next year. Really huge plans. No they do not involve anything possibly related to the content of this site but a really long distance move. To another country, to another continent. Single.
What does this mean? Indeed… the next months will be supercharged with dating adventures. Merciless.
Once feared because of its aggressive tone, once a geek borefest and later on even the diatribe of an e-dater. Revived now and with the potential to go aggressive again, once the feedreader has been filled again.
But most of all, just a place to rant and rave, away of the known 'official' sites.
I'm a sucker for blond. Especially fake blond women. Or wait, what about a spicy, trim-lined brunette like Posh? To be honest, I prefer racy redheads, but one knows that they only bring grey hairs... and many medals for the significant other.
Oh well, I'll settle for Dita von Teese!
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