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Sorry, I'm not writing these days (months). I don't really have anything useful to say...

My job sucks, I can't seem to find a desirable substitite (yeah, I know, I'm picky, which doesn't speed things along)
My back is crap. Apparently I've got a dodgy lumbar vertebrae, which results in a constantly infected scatica, and, just recently, set by pelvic bone completely askew. That happened in the middle of january, and I'm still slowly recovering, doing therapy and now training also. I'm losing my (in-)famous patience... :/
My skin looks like that of a 14year old, which just simply dosen't help matters ANY. Except lowering your self esteem. Yay to that.
Oh, and of course I put on a lot of weight during the last approximately three months. Yes, I know I take comfort in too much chocolate, and (only on weekends, and mostly with mum) alcohol. I added the last brackets to ensure you that I'm really not developing a drinking problem, I'm too careful for that. But it actually helps, which isn't comforting at all...

Well, in short: sucksucksuck... (and no swallowing in sight) No, I haven't lost my humour, it's just become a little more sarcastic...

Feel free to ignore my humble rantings :)