Another morsel
Now you can see the intimate details of what I’ve been listening to. Soon enough you’ll be getting a live video feed from inside my underwear. Fortunately it’s not very light down there, so you’re unlikely to see much. Still, it’s a simulataneously repugnant and delicious prospect. Repugnant because it would quite clearly be an awful thing, but delicious because it’s an amusing idea.
You can view some of said details in the list of the last four songs I’ve listened to at the top of the page, or, for some more in-depth data, click the aforementioned list to visit my page at Last.fm. I haven’t listened to much since I downloaded it, and what I have been listening to has been at random, so so far it’s not particularly representative of my general listening habits, but give it time and you’ll know me like the back of your skull. Jesus, what a blogger I’m turning into. I’m beginning to abhor myself.
In other news, it would appear that absolutely nobody has visited this place yet. I installed a tracking device, and as far as I can work out it hasn’t registered any visits since I set it to ignore me. Two people left comments telling me not to move from the old place, but it seems they weren’t willing to even look at the replacement. The bastards.
Apart from that, I’ve started transferring my old blog entries over. I did a little less than half a few days ago, and since then haven’t gotten around to making any further progress. Moving the comments is a bit of a pain, but less so now that I’ve found a way to be able to edit them: previously I had to delete any I had made an error in, and any after it in order to maintain the correct order; also, I had to eppend the original posting date of the message within the text itself, which I no longer have to do now that I can set the in-built time and date myself. Not that you care, but, as I once said on my very first website all those years ago (I paraphrase), ‘I don’t have any readers, ergo you don’t exist, ergo it doesn’t matter what you think, or, as the case may be, completely fail to think due to your marked lack of any brain to do the thinking with.’
I bid you good day.
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You can view some of said details in the list of the last four songs I’ve listened to at the top of the page, or, for some more in-depth data, click the aforementioned list to visit my page at Last.fm. I haven’t listened to much since I downloaded it, and what I have been listening to has been at random, so so far it’s not particularly representative of my general listening habits, but give it time and you’ll know me like the back of your skull. Jesus, what a blogger I’m turning into. I’m beginning to abhor myself.
In other news, it would appear that absolutely nobody has visited this place yet. I installed a tracking device, and as far as I can work out it hasn’t registered any visits since I set it to ignore me. Two people left comments telling me not to move from the old place, but it seems they weren’t willing to even look at the replacement. The bastards.
Apart from that, I’ve started transferring my old blog entries over. I did a little less than half a few days ago, and since then haven’t gotten around to making any further progress. Moving the comments is a bit of a pain, but less so now that I’ve found a way to be able to edit them: previously I had to delete any I had made an error in, and any after it in order to maintain the correct order; also, I had to eppend the original posting date of the message within the text itself, which I no longer have to do now that I can set the in-built time and date myself. Not that you care, but, as I once said on my very first website all those years ago (I paraphrase), ‘I don’t have any readers, ergo you don’t exist, ergo it doesn’t matter what you think, or, as the case may be, completely fail to think due to your marked lack of any brain to do the thinking with.’
I bid you good day.
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