Step In The Name Of Love.

Yes, it's true.

Do not adjust your monitor, I have indeed returned.

About time, I think. This not-updating-for-months thing was really getting a bit ridiculous, wasn't it? Consider me ashamed and repentant.

I'm aware that this entry isn't quite a proper one -one of these will follow soon, possibly tomorrow-, but that's just for your own good. I really wouldn't want to be responsible for causing among my already long-suffering deranged devoted readers the mental equivalent of David Blaine-style stomach cramps after a prolonged diet of nothing, especially as he deserved every bit of what he got for being such a pompous prick, and you don't, because you aren't.

Speaking of unpleasant physical processes, the result of one has recently entered the UK charts under this entry's name, and who else but R. "I can't believe it either that they're actually buying my records" Kelly has once again turned Scheisse into gold while -as usual- managing to completely transfer the olfactory properties of his own fecal matter into the musical and lyrical (although they are of course neither)characteristics of his (literally) latest release.

How can it be that the British government spends millions of Pounds on protecting George W. during his state visit to the UK while at the same time doing nothing to prevent the incalculable damage inflicted upon those who find themselves unwittlingly exposed to Kelly's "music"?

Surely the 14,000 police officers deployed to protect Bush would be of more use stopping the sale of R.Kelly records and taking Kelly, his record company execs, the DJs who play his records and the people who buy them into custody on grounds of inflicting grievous bodily harm, conspiracy to commit a crime, breach of the peace and dangerous mental instability, respectively.

Ah well, maybe that's just me.

As the more desperate among you (and who could blame you, really?) may have already found out, the Homefront link on this page does not refer to my old homepage anymore, but to an new diary of mine where I've put up most of its content with a somewhat different design, as the homepage will disappear very soon due to changing ISPs and subsequenst loss of associated webspace.

Okay, that's all for now. I hope that by reading this entry you've gradually got used again to endless convoluted sentences. If not, well, there's a lot more to come.

Thank you for keeping up with me and encouraging my return.