The blinkin' turd, I mean, Third!

Ah, the New Year...

Not that it is of great significance other than a change of Gregorian calendars. Speaking of which I have to change mine. Nothing against a cousin of mine, but I just couldn't wait to get rid of this ultra cute thing I've been seeing for 52 weeks. Yech.

Intro! Yes, I am the Lyne and I am back. For how long more? Who can say... except my dear friend Mister Zopiclone of course. It has been almost five months since I last blogged. Don't know if that is a good thing or not. No drastic changes from the last anyone as heard from me. Oh, and I still swear a lot, so I should forget about including that as a resolution.

Now, what called for the hiatus? Simple...
(I have a chronic thing for damned prioritized lists)

1. I just wasn't in the mood.
Still am though, so don't think a bad mood is something to be taken lightly in my case. You can check my lousy bill (not to mention, bill$) of mental health with the hospital... that's only a couple of blocks away from my home. No wonder why I loves going to a sickhouse. Tch.

2. My computer is back on line! And fuckin' hard work brought it back.
It was in the wee hours of September 16th, 2006. And after I installed Hitman : Silent Assassin, I bade goodbye to my hard disks and my sanity. How my SHLWAPI.DLL got all fucked up like those five whores, who knows. Oh, Atari how could you? I don't hate Mr. 47 but I'm terrified of him as Hitman 2. When will I see the man in glorious PC 3D again?

3. New hobbies.
And one of them includes putting on weight. Come on! I live to be gluttonous. And to cook. Yes, I like cooking and if you look at me funny just because I said that, I'll stick my brand new knife into your eyeball. Yum. Vitreous Humour.

4. I found a new boyfriend.
Fucked I be if he was real though. And also, I gots me some new books. Yes, I am a horny bibliophile too. Sad person I am, so many problems, so little mental prowess.

5. ...
I dunno. I just liked seeing my list hit the number five.

And if ye wants to be making contact with me, do so. I couldn't possibly care more in my current state. But if you are a certain married bint now residing in Melbourne you can rot in hell for all my empathy's worth.

My, aren't we social creatures? How that pretty much makes me a... Sim.