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Good day!

I haven’t appeared to have blogged much of late. So I thought I ought to lay something down before my blogospherical hymen grew back. Many things have gone unrecorded recently, but I shall attempt to redress the balance by dipping my hand into the bucket of polystyrene shavings wot is my head, and pluck out some naff toys of cognition therein at random:

• A gal I work with sent a text to a bloke that she was seeing, enquiring ‘What’s the worst thing anybody’s said to you in order to dump you?’ He responded with the worst thing. And she simply sent his answer back to him. Heartless genius!
  
  
• I took my car to the vet before Christmas, where it was declared to be dead. Or – as the friendly simian put it – “It’ll be baked bean tins lining a shelf this time next year”. So I lived without for a bit. And then, after I started looking for one to buy, my grandfather generously bestowed his on me, as he was upgrading. I have never been *given* a car before. Überw00t!
  
  However, the dear old chap isn’t really used to displays of unconditional love, as he proved when I phoned him to thank him. "Well,” he said; “I gave your brother and sister big wedding presents [separately, he means - they didn't marry each other], and I can't see you getting married anytime soon, so I thought I ought to give you something..." I took it in the spirit intended, rather than inferring that I was some kind of left-on-the-shelf loveless loser. But hey - I have a car!
  
  
• Busty Farm Girl is to wed! Holy crap!
  
  
• Has anybody sampled Second Life? I wanted to dedicate a couple of paras to it for an article I’m writing. However, there’s a small problem. I fear addiction. To give you an example of what I mean, many years ago, another Voxer and I decided to give The Sims a whirl (it was still new-ish at the time), as we had a couple of hours to kill. This wouldn’t have been long after lunch. Our number grew to four, and at some point one of the wide-eyed deers looked out of the window, noticed it was pitch black, and suggested it might be a good idea for us to have some food. We’d been glued for about eight to ten hours.
  
  My flatmate and I were addicted to it for months, and wasted an awful lot of time. Although one might argue that dressing four pixellated characters as the members of KISS - and housing them all in one room with two large heart-shaped beds - is not time wasted, it is difficult to argue that the time couldn’t have been better spent.
  
  I became wary of computer games after that. I installed Black & White one morning shortly after it came out, played it for a whole day, thought ‘That is *so* the best game ever!’ - and for that reason uninstalled it the following morning, and never played it again.
  
  It is also worth noting that I am a recovered chatroom addict (we’re going well back to the days of dial-up here). So what chance do I have against such a tour de force of time wastitude? Should I just write a dull generic stub (‘Travel to exotic locations and meet interesting people... without leaving your house or even a carbon footprint!’)? Or should I cut myself off from living IRL until the curtains of time are drawn?
  
  
• This is the second draft of this blob entry. The first was lost to a power cut in my building. I thought that perhaps a force greater than myself was trying to tell me something. But I have never been one to heed the signs.

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