My own self

Yeah, I've posted far less than I usually do lately, and that's likely to keep up. Same with the not-being-all-that-much-on-MSN-really.


Speaking of MSN, I've got a new subnicktext: " I think life is just too short to spend your time working someplace where people don't crap their pants at the mere sight of ya." - Dr. Cox.


Speeking of Coxie, part of the reason I've been so little online is, of course, I'm home for the summer, and I've spent my days re-watching Scrubs season 3 and Firefly (that series grows shorter and shorter and better and better for every time I re-watch it ;_;), and playing the campaign on Heroes of Might and Magic V. On the easiest mode, because I'm a wimp in cyber-life, too. Finished the first campaign today, actually, so mwhahaha, done with the silly Haven-people, onwards to Infernal glory. Also, I'm the only one in the house not doing anything at the moment (apart from a few substitute-days, my grossly boring summer-job doesn't begin in another two weeks yet) so I'm usually stuck with making dinner, plus I make it a rule to visit my grandparents (who live a six minutes drive/twenty minute walk away) almost every day, and this together with entertaining younger siblings and helping out with the bare minimum of things my parents expects me to help out with takes up a bit of time, too.

So little time for mindless web-surf, MSN-chat and frolicking on my weblog.


But tonight, I'll conjur up an entry on the Notablog-conworld. Where, of course, I'll in what passes for detail around these parts explain how the Elves were to blame for the long-delayed-part of my long-delayed article.


Fucking Elves.