Sinister: I am back....

[aale002 at xxx.nz]

I think.

Not that I ever really went away, but silence is a little like disappearing, 
sometimes.  For people who rely upon words to make an impression, anyways.

It started with the custard, I think.  One night, I decided to have custard for 
dinner.  Not in a "Hey, I'm going to be really quirky and strange and have 
custard for dinner" sort of way.  It just seemed like the right thing to do.

I have been apartment sitting over the summer break.  Two friends of mine, both 
of whom had decided to spend the holidays overseas, asked me if I'd mind living 
in their trendy inner city apartments while they were away.  After admitting to 
myself that I was going to be abode-esquely challenged otherwise, I agreed.  
So, I have spent the past two and a half months living alone, shuttling back 
and forth between these two apartments and work at the library.

Hence, custard for dinner.  Mutatis mutandis.  QED.

Being a hermit does strange things to a person.  Some of my friends love it, 
but me, I'm a little too much like Vegemite.  Not at all pleasant on my own, 
but a veritable ambrosia when combined with margarine and toast.  

That similie didn't carry through as well as I thought it was going to.

Lonliness is almost like a drug, I think.  Not only does it mess you up, but it 
is rather too addictive for my own good.  

So, I ended up not communicating with anyone.  Including you folks.  *sniff*

Especial apologies to all those that may have sent me emails during that 
period.  I haven't responded because I'm bad.  And because emails smelled too 
much like work for my liking.

(Stacey Dahling, you especially deserve to be lavished with my electronic 
attentions, like a nice beef roast should be lavished with Mum's special 
gravy.....mmmmm, beef.....)

But, I am back now, and more sure of my abiilities to make a fool of myself and 
dwell upon it than ever.  

And that I reeeeaaaaalllyyyy like TBWTAS.....

And that Laura Llew and I are not meant to be, since I got a big, fat 
zero....*sigh*

Right-o, that's me,

As you were,

Cunning Andre

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