My boss would kill me if she finds out am just using this broadband to blog...or maybe not.
And yes, I'm in my bedroom, on my bed, wearing.....well, I'll stop right there, before things get ugly (I'm really having a hard time pressing the letter "b" in this keyboard). Oh well, you're not really interested about that, really,.... (assuming that a "YOU" exists). What you should be interested in is what I have to say, which right now, is not that much. It's just neat to blog, and type some piece of something from the privacy of my own...err...bed? Oh well.
That's just that. (I really have to work on what I should be putting here. Then again, all of my crappy poems are in my laptop; maybe I should upload them and let the world piss and defecate on them. Pain is pleasure.)
I really hope my boss doesn't read blogs. If she does, then "YOU" does exists!
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