It's been a few months since I posted. Funny... It weeded out my collection of asian spambot worshipers.
Mind you, it's not that I didn't want to post. Here's a bit of a breakdown:
Up until very late December last year, I was busy with my thesis. It's done and I'm a fully fledged master engineer. Onwards to new conquests.
The last week of December was spent in London, and, as usual, it made up for every last little bit of bitterness along the other 51 weeks. As a neat little bonus, I got to attend "Legally Blonde: The Musical". Watching Sheridan Smith's performance live more than made up for catching the flu from the man sitting next to me. Really, now, would it have been too much to ask that he had swapped places with his girlfriend(/fiancée/wife/"Oh her? Yeah, we're sleeping together")? I'd have gotten to sit next to a pretty young girl and someone else would have caught his flu. Still, totally worth it!
January was my month off (the first in a while). Sorry I didn't post then.
I actually drafted up a post in February. I would have posted it too, but it had been written in anger and didn't deserve to see the light of publication. It went through several re-writes before earning an uncontested position in the bin. Long story short, some publicists aren't doing a very good job, some website designers are joining the trend, IMDb.com isn't infallible and when can I expect "The Sweet Shop"?
Most of February was spent moving from my adopted hometown, where I spent the last 8 years of my life, back to my birthtown. Some of the crates are still patiently expecting my attention, but, at least I have set up my little study and, by Jove, it looks like a picture straight out of my teenage fantasies (the SFW ones). Expect pictures soon (I mean it!).
Then I joined Twitter. Follow me here!
And, lastly, after three years of mostly excellent functioning, my computer had to undergo a radical reset and re-install. On one hand, I managed to clean up and re-organise my partitioning scheme (which was long overdue), but it seems these things always happen at the worst possible time. Sometimes, it just feels like the universe aligns perfectly to drop what might as well be all questions of life and death (sure, "42", but the question is...) right on your lap, but then you decide to sit down just slightly to the left -- YOU (meaning me) MORON!
Pax vobiscum atque vale.
ArabianShark wonders why YouTube occasionally suggests that I should look up Stephen Holland. Doesn't YouTube know he's a swindler of the worst kind?