Slow.

As the title reads, I'm going slow on the rants. Because of the fact that there is nothing to rant about. Am I going soft? :3


Also, there's news on the love life front. The One is infatuated. After almost 8 months later. 8 months is enough time to move on, isn't it. I think it is. For the initial quarter of the duration had been miserable for The One, The One did manage to learn a few facts of life along the way of resurrection, so to speak.


For this story, let's call her The Girl.
The One recently met The Girl, rather at the before mentioned fest. And they've been in touch since. Rather they have been in touch a lot. In a very weird way. In a very very, and I can't emphasize more, very weird way. Is this the real life, or is this just fantasy (Queen win!).

So The One is in a good mood for the past few days. So much so, he let The Girl win a game. He never lets that happen. That's pleasant for he can be quite the twat and a very sore loser.
Watch this space for The Girl references. I do hope something results out of this not-so-normal-still-one-sided game of emotions. The Girl

Else, The Posteriors are still on the low. Collectively. Is this the calm before the storm?


In other news, I want to sport the 5 PM shadow look. I kinda dig it, but my hormones don't play fair.  WHY?


Later homies.