• Woke up,
• Did stuff,
• Logged in,
• Dropped a load of bombs and probes,
• Found bugger-all,
• Shot a herd of lootless bastards,
• Swore at MA,
• Logged out.

Mood:

Quote of the day: ooOOOoOOooOoOOOoo

Conclusion: somenting sucks... and it ain’t me.

Plans for the future: swampo-campo, here I come...

There are contrails on the skies of Calypso.... Monday a joint MA/FPC statement will be made....

Finally, there is some movement and I wish I could get excited about it. Unfortunately, I can’t. Not anymore. All I feel is numbness... even the anger has worn away.

It’s a pity... I’ve waited and anticipated this conversion for so many months, that for me it has lost all his oomph and wa-wa-woom. Every time I think about it, all I can see before my eyes is the image of...

I kind of hesitated before starting on this blog. I don’t know exactly why, and I feel no inclination to analyze it. Who cares anyways ? ... But because a sentence ago I just lost my bloging virginity, there’s only one thing left to do: get on with it.

I don't know what, or when I will post.... At the moment I have no idea, but don’t worry, something’ll come to me. It may be a thought about Entropia, an account of something that happened in RL, a description of something I saw or...