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.

So… ugh yeah. But I’ve taken a decision and after more than two years I’m changing my email and IM addy. I’ll be hand picking who gets in on the new profiles, and honestly, don’t hold your breath. Send me an email to the old addy if you want to know the new one, and [...]
I’m glad past is gone, because they really weren’t worth it.
The bad thing? Too many damn stalkers proclaiming they don’t follow the blog. How would they know then?
I always miss the best things. Luckily people hint me about them enough. Maybe some day I’ll actually even care about everyone’s opinion. Maybe some day I’ll even look for what they write.
Until then… although it’s not the best track on their latest album, here’s some for all of you.
Honestly… I’ll really care…
…some day.
Really, I [...]
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!