Been quiet.
As quiet as a small bumblebee with social anxiety.
As quiet as a minute rhesus monkey with no vocal chords.
This election drives me up the wall. When it is over, I will feel better. I should let the rage out in paroxisms of gyrating blog posts, spewed forth all over your freshly spring-cleaned web browser. A geyser of hot character based diatribble on the subject of "Stuff". But I won't.
Fear not, fearless readers. Chas will return. Expect a raft of floating blog goodness when the iMac arrives. And a chat room, because I can. And a web cam, cause they used to be my speciality. And video, for the same reason. Text is really not my area of creative expertise.
Text is txt is txet, which fits me not best.
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