Reading Willoughby's tumblr

makes me want to set up one for myself. But I've got this blogspot that, at this point, I've had for a number of years and it has seen me through my "teenage angst" (and then some).

I volunteered my hand to Shab to slap, for entertaining such a ridiculous thought.

But still. Blogspot.. you are my tumblr. You will never be as popular. But SOMEONE will read it. (I doubt they'll find it interesting)

Also, semi-related note: it took me about 10-15 minutes to type this damn note. Every once in awhile, my cursor becomes extremely temperamental and jumps around the text box, wherever it damn well pleases. It makes for typing VERY irritating and frustrating.

Technology hates me.

And that's fine.

Cos I hate it back.