good versus me

It's been, what, a year since I last posted? Something close to that time, at least! Otherwise, I update too frequently... or not enough. Nevermind! It's been quite an assumed year, I must say. First off, I am once again unemployed - between jobs - after realising my previous job (read: previous entry?) was more like a fuck in the arse than an actual investment in time. What I mean is, damn that really sucked towards the end. Sucked, as in, vacuum cleaner on high kind of sucked.

I am also single once again after a rather lengthy relationship. Imagine six times one month. I know, it's crazy for me, which is why I I'm currently wondering what the hell happened. To my time, that is. Although it has been rumoured I am unable to secure more than one date on with any given female - an interesting concept, I must say! Also, probably true, but mostly due to the fact I have, or had, an unforgiving mistress called "WoW."

I just recently cut back on my time with her, though she still calls and shows up naked at my doorstep. Crazy woman. Hot, but crazy. Why are women crazy?! Wait, don't answer, especially if you're a woman. I am not sexist, I am just a sex. That's right, I said it.

To other news now and that is the current state of my hair. No, forget that. I HAVE A NEW COMPUTER! I am typing on it as we speak... or, rather, as I type. I intend to marry it if it is possible to marry objects. On that note, if it is indeed possible to marry inanimate objects, I will end up supporting polygamy quite vehemently. In any case, this machine in which I type on is one sexy machine. Imagine... a computer that is incredibly fast and sexy. Then imagine this computer, which is even better by a good factor of imaginary numbers (no, not the square root of negative one or his cousins).

But that's all old news. So, I got unemployed, a haircut and a new computer. Big deal! The biggest news of all is, um, is...

Hey, I'm looking into a diviing traineeship again, after missing the application date by a mere day or two. Damn newspapers. Why don't they scream at you with this kind of information? You know, personalise this and that?

The future is bright anyway! Possible diving traineeship, moving into a luxury apartment with a buddy who just got a transfer from Hampshire (uh...) to simaltaneously be with his girlfriend I happened to play cupid and introduce him to and to get away from Hampshire shenanigans, or lack thereof. Good fkn times!

In summary and conclusion: I have many pairs of socks available that I intend to wear during the next week while I busy myself investigating various things that include, and certainly should be limited to, though actually aren't, bikini-clad women bathing on beaches without any intention of having sex with anything (?).

- Pary ζ.