A breath of Bad Air.

Guess who's back writing here on friendster? See, I didn't really plan on going back and doing the Sitcom but apparently, the moment I stopped this shitty blog is the exact same moment my blogged gets linked like a mother fucker. Fuck it, I thought, might as well give ym adoring public something o waste two or three minutes of their time with.

When we last left, I was... well, I was trying to quit drinking.

Guess how that turned out?

I have another blog, a more private one, with photos and shit, but let's just say one of my posts got some really bad reviews from my boss (let's just call her "the girlfriend") so I'm going to take a break from that for now. (Though I will be writing here in a few minutes.) Plus, I finally go friendster back on my office PC. Now, I don't know if this is just a one night only thing, so I'm gonna make the most of this rare moment. Hell, I've been checking out most of the profiles on my friend's list, even hose I barely like.

I missed this. You know, just writing and writing and not really saying anything. Fuck.

Saturday night, I'll be getting drunk again. Why? Because it's a more interesting form of suicide, ok?

Anyhoo, barring other technical complicaitons, The Sitcom is back on the air. Enjoy, bitches.

(Shout out to some of the old regular readers, Ed, B, SosoJeff, Ivan (The Human Torch, who just likes big butts and cannot lie.), my kids, The Blind Rage and a few other online transients. Peace out.)

Comments

[Jeff]

Wha?!? Me? Reading this shit?

[TinaLee]

Shtepak! Pwede na ulit akong mag-spam ng blogsite ko? waheheeh! Good to know you're back. For a while there I thought you already died.