I've been getting batshit crazy amount of hits from you-and-I-know-where-so-I-won't-mention-it.
I guess I should say hi and be all welcoming like.
*long awkward pause*
I don't know what came over me to agree to such atrocity, and for that momentary lapse of logic and forgetting about world peace preservation, I do humbly apologise. With counseling, I think you'll come to forgive me.
I am a nobody. My life is as interesting as a piece of chalk.
That person in the papers, that wasn't even me. It's some alien in a badly-fitted fireangel suit.
I look uglier in real life.
And the pseudo-interview? Don't ask me. I don't know what the hell was going on there either.
If you are new here, expecting something AMAZING, you'll be sorely dissapointed and no, you won't get your money back.
So you know, feel free to fuck off, I won't take it personally or put a curse on your family and pets. No, really, I won't. Promise, I swear.
But if you insist on sticking around, do so at your own risk, the management of this blog, aka me, ruler of a small planet inhabited by 10 legged people eating insects, will not accept any responsibilities over the deterioration of your IQ levels or social life and such.
P/s: Yes. This has been a pointless filler post, so why not make it point-ful? Am a bit sian, I bet you are too. Let's be interactive and play the interview game. Show the boys at the paper how it's REALLY done. Why don't the 10 of you ask me questions in the comment box? I'll answer them as best as I can. Come on, humor me a bit. You know you want to. Cheers.