still nothing for you to see here

and nothing else.

not once (or twice, even)

and a good thing too because if you did, you wouldn't know where you are (or were) and the end might be closer than you think, except that (or unless, perhaps) I was feeling like rambling and falling asleep at the same time, but not getting serious about love or relationships, in spite of lonely horny wondering if anybody could ever reach me because I am, after all, the fucking anti-blog...

please stand down.

you again?

the world is not here... you are looking in the wrong place... have you been checking every day?... don't you have a life?...

don't make me get rude on you...