Welcome to the Mutterings and Such Thing.
This is a kind of a collection of things from places all combinated into one large mass of stupidity. Althought it's mostly just twatters pulled in from Twitter.
My name is Phil. Although I am known as Peter and Fluffy. And sometimes even Arse. It depends on who you ask. I'm old (28 29!), work as a front end web developerdesignertype and do I.T. consultationishness. I aspire to be rich, famous, muscular, tall and not a total arse.
I enjoy long walks on the beach, combing my hair eastwards, jumping around in circular motions, eating chocolate through straws and complaining. Or maybe just complaining. And being sarcastic & cynical. Oh, and spreading the wrath and disgust of 28 29 years of a darkened soul, wallowing in it's own self-pity and high moral lowgrounds.
Or something.
Too late you dropped the drawbridge. You let the vampires in. You caused this shit to happen and now you want out?
I’m not afraid, I just don’t belong. It may be cynical but it all seems wrong
Behind my eyes is a rage unknown, but you don’t understand – it was all homegrown.