Don't Go Giving Me Evils

So, I haven't been blogging for awhile. But hey, when there's a block, there is a block, no ? Blog or not.

Anyway, I'm back and jewnowhat, me life is in such lull mode these days that nuffink is worthy of a mention except, well me new job.

Yes, I've twirled myself back into that yes-I'm-still-not-a-friggin-tai-tai-so-I-still-friggin-have-to-work phase. As much as I'm excited about it, work is practically non-existent for now and as fidgety as I am about doing nothing and yawning all day long, I shall not bitch about it just yet. Hopefully, things will pick up down that treacherous road real soon. An old fag can only hope, I guess.

And speaking of fag, gsus cries, can't help but wonder, am I really that OBVIOUS ? See, so far I've been prodded twice. Yes, not once. But praise the lord, twice. In the new workplace.

With dildos questions ranging from bumdar-visitor, why-single to oh-nice-earring-but-why. Okay, granted that sometimes I do walk like a woman and roll my eyes and wink and flail, but hey, since when does all that translates to all things faggotry ? I mean, most woman does that, no ?

Oh well, I guess it's one of those Bacardi and Coke situation and I can't be arsed, really. Afterall, I'm quite good in doin a Sebastian.

Yes, ask me anything bling, bum and sphincter-try, and I'll whatevah you ! Simple yet sweet. Not to mention cute ! Bleaah ....