Twitter brought me here.

Okay, so I realised a long while back, that a food blog would simply not work for me. I'm too lazy to actually take pictures and note down what I'm doing and when, and how much I'm using what and at which point of the cooking process. So instead, I'm going to provide you all with just another blog, where someone rambles on and on, about things nobody really cares about. Yay! I might still post recipes when I actually get around to it. Anyway, the real reason why I decided to post now, after like, what, a year? Was that I recently joined twitter, and quickly noticed that, once again, my obsession with writing long pieces of text, would just not, and indeed is not, even possible there. At the current moment, I am watching Braveheart, for the very first time in my life, and I am entirely incapable of just saying that. Even when just noting "I'm watching Braveheart, btw." No, I can't be quiet, even while I'm watching the bloody film. If I watch a film on my laptop, I have this need, nay, this URGE, to comment/complain about things in it, to everyone and anyone who'll listen. Mel Gibson? With a fake Scottish accent? All hairy and in a kilt? I bet this is what being on acid feels like. Seriously. And why are all the women of the wealthier persuasion wearing crushed velvet? THAT DID NOT EXIST IN THE 13TH CENTURY! -sigh-
When I finally get around to it, I'll change the header picture and the background. At the moment though, back to Mel Gibson and his receding hairline. Over and out! o/