Content is the word of the moment. Perhaps too content. After all, I got home today and I felt like doing absolutely nothing. One month ago I would've turned my computer on and did something highly unproductive but I just sat on my bed and stared at the ceiling for a while.

Okay, that's not a good thing, I'm pretty sure it's what normal people would call laziness.

All the same, hmmmmmmmm

The horror, I might even start watching tv again.

Then again, I did just watch the last 15 minutes of my super ex-girlfriend : A cheesy show that airs multiple times a year on channel five that can evoke a chuckle from me by merit of it's name alone (I've always wanted to watch it but somehow I have missed it til today.)

One more item off my bucket list.

:D

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.