OK, so I’m back.

Well, not exactly. My computer’s still broken and sealed. But I got a bit of cash and I have a bit more time.

This could work. At least, it should.


Every once in a while, my mother surprise me with random things. Like, when she says stuff like Lady Gaga.

Earlier, she was like, “There was this guy this afternoon who was mumbling about the campaign leaders and the money. You know, that worker, the one with the hair standing up. Kinda like apl.de.ap.”

Times like these seriously make me wonder where she knows about such people. Especially with the fact that we don’t have a TV. Haven’t had one in the longest time.