Teresa, What Would You Die For?

TERESA! Give me that knife!!

Can you picture me... standing there... I see it now. My. Whole. Life.

What would you die for? I know a few things. Shall I care to mention them? No. Of course not. Shall anyone read this? Why of course not! I like the thought of posting a blog no-one will ever read. Its like the electronic way of talking to yourself.

Change of style

Since I cannot be arsed to start a new blog, I have decided to change the style of this dusty old blog. No longer will I discuss the 9/11 fantasy movement, because its just a joke now. Go here if you're still thinking about it.

From now on I shall pretend to use big words to explain my dissatisfaction with things.