Now my material is dry. I've either become accustomed to the ridiculous or the unfathomable that nothing seems to piss me off anymore. It's a strange feeling. Either that or I'm happy since a while and nothing seems to piss me off as much. Or, I'm simply lazy and fibbing. Things still piss me off as much as ever, though I don't seem to need to rant about them as much as I needed to. Probably because of all the new wonderful friends I made in the past year. Looking back on 2009, it wasn't that bad a year for me.
So there you have it my imaginary faithful readers. There's the reason my blog's in such a deplorable state of affairs. I'm a lazy bum.