I suppose I'm supposed to sympathise with one party.

Except for the fact that that party that I'm supposed to sympathise with keeps making my life miserable.

Then again they both do.

Solution? Just ignore them both. What they get up to is none of my business. Well, of course perhaps my life has a little change here and there. But I'll be sure to take note when that happens.

Well, at least they're too busy screaming at each other to bother about me.

Hooray.

I don't care about them anymore.

Just another starstruck (see above for evidence*) wanderer trying to find his way in this horribly confusing and sometimes messed up world.

This space as you might have realised is for my own venting. It's where I talk, to myself. To the universe. It's where I don't lie. Much. Chances are you won't get more truth out of me than these few billion pages of angst.

My life isn't that bad. Sometimes. The good parts just usually end up being the blank dates in between the posts you see. So yes, just to practice my math and to cheer myself up a little, the number of posts is inversely proportional to my mental wellbeing. Yes that counts as math with me.

And despite the wry smile on my face and the grin I can imagine on yours, I'm still rather sombre.

I promise you I'm sunny somedays. Stick around. You never know what you may learn.

*hint may or may not be in big black font at the top of the page.