Venting angst and then some
2006.09.24Some people are just a piece of art, made of shit that is. I’m still pissed at someone right now although the incident happened a few days ago. I don’t know why some people get jealous over something so small. Maybe she’s just an attention whore who hasn’t had her fix and just had to go and take out her lack thereof on me. Makes me think that I am finally being noticed. Ah well, a disabled USB port won’t kill me anyway. What bothers me though is why she just didn’t have the courage to come up to me and tell it to my face. Instead she goes prancing around looking for someone who will listen to her complaint, which is actually solicited sympathy. Well, to hell with her. I don’t even know why I waste my time thinking about this shit.
Anyway, moving on.
I noticed that it’s this blog’s birthday today. I started blogging in this free hosting site a year ago. I intended it to be written in my vernacular tongue but for some reason, I diverted back to using English. Probably because no one was reading it; not that many are reading it now. So to kick off another year of blogging (hopefully), here are a few things I would like to accomplish.
- Revamp the content of this blog, to actually write something that matters and makes sense to the readers.
- Come up with a better theme. Not that I am not happy with the way it looks now.
- Keep this blog alive and post more sensible content (see item 1) often.
Wow! A really long list, don’t you think?
That’s about all I have to say for now. Later.
Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Wantonness!!!
Now how do I back-up my files if I can’t use the USB port? Shit.
I have no explanation as to why I deliberately “downed” my blog for a few days. I guess I was constipated with ideas on what to write about. Or perhaps I found the words (and bandwidth) I expended to be crap.