08 January 2011

Dusting Off the Cobwebs

*cough cough*

My, my, my. The echo in here ricochets off the walls, eventually drowning in a fluttery eddy of dust bunnies...

...I've probably been reading too much Neil Gaiman lately, as is my wont. Anywho...

Now that I've prettied things up a bit, let's see if I can start the blog ball rolling again. I don't think I can pick up where I left off, or at least not straight away; that will take some easing into. The salient points to bring things up to speed would be
A tiger doesn't change it's stripes & fuck me gently with a chainsaw if I will ever, ever, ever again let the Polyanna, "people are fundamentally good, everyone deserves a second chance" side of my brain override my misanthropic "people suck, fuck you" inner pessimist.

We'll eventually get around to the details, but for now enough poking at recently healed scars. It's a Saturday night, I am PMSing like a motherfucker and thus am in need of alcohol & semi-acceptable Mexican food.

Alla prossima

Addendum: Just to clarify, the Year from Hell was 2009, 2010 was Purgatory. And thus I've dusted off the blog in 2011, which I hope will keep with the Divine Comedy theme and be the year that I win the effing lottery.

1 comment:

  1. Wow

    I subscribed to you like a decade ago and forgot you were even in my list.

    That was a really long engagement if i have my timeline right!

    Sorry things didn't work out for you. Let the Internet sooth your angst :)