Blog Applies Lipstick

I can't bear it! I can't! It's wrong and awful. I do not wish to look!

[whispering hissy voice] My blog... it is void. It is empty and deformed. Things are in bad places on the page. It is wrong and awful.

[hysterical sniffly voice] Never bothered me before, I know, but I look at it now and it hurts! It burns! It pains me in imaginative ways that I cannot articulate. Warren Ellis type specified pain. The kind you look at sideways and wonder whether that's really physically possible with a chemically unfavoured hot poker, and then, ow, yes it is, because it bloody well hurts and it bloody well is happening.

[incoherent screaming causing inordinate pain to voicebox]

[moans of a non-sexual nature]

Damn them. Damn them all to hell.

I was doing so well ignoring this repository. Then came the comment-spammers, and I don't know what possessed me. I clicked, and suddenly I beheld the extra special crap factor.

In other news, I won't be late for work again, because I quit my job. Drama drama drama.

My name is "not fucking Warren". But I do work here. And if you don't get the reference then you haven't spent enough time watching and rewatching the scene in which Arwen's dress is all see-through.

The world should spend more time looking up Mary Poppins' crinoline.

Thread of continuity? It's one of those magic invisible ones.