Version 8!
Welcome all. Having had an absolute bombarding in the last week or so from those scummy buggers known as Spammers, I decided to remove all social bookmarking and commenting from the site.
I realised too that the site hadn't been updated for quite a while now and thought it needed a bit of a refresh - so here it is!
New theme, fixed up some bits of content and a few other things that were annoying me. I'll probably remove the ability for people to log in too as if you can't comment, why should you need to log in?!
I *hate* Spammers. I hope they all *die*.
On the plus side, 'tis rather a nice evolution in the site's design :-)
Other places of interestingments
I've also been on a mission to update my other sites and add new things and stuff to the interwebs, here's what there is:
- Incubus: Mutterings & Such Thing
- Stupid Man Suit
- Fluffy. Quotage
- Antiquality Chronicles, previously "Chronicles at StupidManSuit"
A little introduction
Thanks for stopping by. This used to be a place where i learnt how to do random things. Then it was a place where I kept random stuff. Then it became a temple of learning to do random things while storing random stuff. Then it stopped being anything at all.
Now it is back! "Hurrah!" i hear little unicorns, deer, freaks of nature, and generally everyone but emos shout.
Now this is a place for me to build random things anew, rebuild random things old & post generally anything random i really feel like posting.
Enjoy! If you don't, at least leave with an overwhelming feeling of cynicism matched only by that of that old man you see constantly moaning about the state of life, the universe and everything in town centres across our lands during those lazy summer thursday afternoons.
Ah well, while you're here, why not read a little about me & this site?
Want something else? How about my Technorati profile, my Digg, my stumpleupon, my flickr, or my virb my Twitter? When I get chance, I'll actually update each of them with some good stuffs.
And before you say anything, this site is not named after the band incubus. It's named after the incubus.
well i erm yeah hm.
i fell out of my bed into the sky below which was very cold considering it had jus been heated up. i wandered into a back room via a front door and stood on a seat above me. a lady at the entrance took my coat as i left & put it on a stand for me to get when i returned to leave later that day.
i was unsure of her logic but she assured me all calculations had been done prior to mathematics being invented so i could only take her word for it as she had no proof & nowhere to live.
i pondered momentarily on the existence of time, space & all things within it but instead gave consideration to the headache which had been welling in my feet for some time & took off to live elsewhere somewhere anywhere really as long as the sun smiles & the people shine.
it was a nice holiday after all even though it was last minute. the ones before were very good & this last minute was better than any previous last minutes although it was entirely possible that it was all false advertising.
surely if the last time was last time & this time was also the last time then surely last last time was the penultimate time & this was the last time but what if there were more last times what would the next one be?
he listened to the newspaper the entire way there & when he arrived he greeted a lost man standing at the exit to which he entered.
he walked down some stairs to a room at the top & hung his coat which he had left at a show the night before with a woman who said i could pick it up when i returned to leave again later that day.
that was all behind me now as i turned to face a man looking away from me. he looked at me sternly as i stared at the back of his head.