Oh. My. God. It’s me again. Yeah well, sorry for living and taking up YOUR breathing space and all that.

Firstly, a big, big thank you to Mr. (It’s a he right?) Viewtru for saving (and pimping) my butt last week. I got caught up with some badass secret service assignment and don’t ask me what it is because if I told you I might have to kill you, and really, being dead is really not that fun. So stay alive and keep it real, hommies.

Secondly, I have been sick. For 2 freaking weeks. Yeah I can’t believe it either. Underneath this cold, hard, bitchy, exterior I’m only human, probably with lower immunity levels than most. It bloody sucks being sick. Grounded myself for about 2 weeks. No alcohol, No partying. No nothing. I haven’t seen any of my friends since. I wonder if they remembered how I look like, or even who I am.

I didn’t know what to say today, plus I’m like still neck deep in work. Mini (first name basis now hahahha) asked me to post my favourite “fanboi” mail. But I can’t post any favourite “fanboi” mail because the only emails I’ve received on aphroditus(at)gmail(dot)com were the ones from robots who thought I was depressed and suicidal, wondered if my last “PIMP ME OUT” post was FOR REAL? !? And if it was, told me I should REALLY get a life, proceeded to ask me if I wanted my penis enlarged, then recommended me some TOP NOTCH LADIES 100% GURANTEED to make my night OH SO MUCH BETTER PLUS EXTRA SERVICES if I was fed up of being lonely tonight and if I wanted to buy some herbal supplement to spice up my love life.

WHAT LOVE LIFE?! ?! ?! In fact…… WHAT LIFE?! ?! ??

No pictures of me today. I’m a little sick of looking at my frightfully average looking face flying around the internet, I’m sure you are too. So no pictures today. Rejoice, rejoice.

And for the last time, NO. I did NOT make that “fansite” up myself. I don’t have the time, the passion, the dedication NOR the intelligence to come up with a beautiful thing like that all by myself. Besides when will you jokers ever get that IT WAS ALL FOR LAUGHS. Yes. Yes. That was my 15 minutes of fame. Yes. Yes. It’s all over now. So laugh and then get ON with your lives already godDAMNIT.

So. It’s Thursday. Thursday is just 2 days away from Saturday. Which is a good thing because I love Saturdays after 1pm. Let’s all go drinking. Where will you be partying in the next few nights? Tell me, tell me and let me gate crash or something. So what if I’m sick. Alcohol kills EVERYDAMNTHING. And you know what? I think it was from the LACK of alcohol which made me sick CAN!!

Wow. For someone who wasn’t sure what to write, I sure wrote plenty about nothing at all.

Have yourselves a good weekend. You know my email – aphroditus(at)gmail(dot)com. Find me a nice date already!

And oh, by the way.

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This picture was shamelessly flicked off from Suanie's

So I lied. So bite me.