forgive my absence, sulki/laziness then computer wobbles.

not too much missed. i thought things and forgot them, i walked off a very good rant at a dickhead on the train last night (ooh, all about how people who work in sales think they know how the human mind works, and just blokes who conversationally bully girls generally), life is a bit crap then sort of funny, then bits when you want Busby Berkley to come back and do the choreography because nothing says stupid joy like technicolour synchronised swimming.

back in the swing anon.