My Holy Self
Err Hullo. Is anybody there? Not likely seeing as I just created the blasted thing and my celebrity days are long gone, that is buried somewhere in the annals of previous lives, I think I can say with relative certainty that the chances of someone reading these deranged compilations of dreary nonsense are quite petite. Just in case some poor soul stumbles upon my petty musings, let it be welcomed and treated to a glass of warm dandelion wine. There! That should be enough for a brief revelation of the virtual inner self onto the crumbling fabric of the virtual world. Now if only they sold those wee plastic horses with retractable spines...
