Sense and nonsense about lots of l's: life, lust, language, love, lazyness, laments, lullabies, lumberjacks and lorries.

Sunday, February 11

Who'd have thought that I would still write in 2007? The chore of looking for Mr Right kept me busy all through late autumn and early winter. It hasn't been that cold this year and though I was not in need of two extra arms, I found plenty in the affaires that kept me from updating my blog. But alas, I found nothing but the kind that Kierkegaard would describe as 'aesthetics', men who act in a way to only bring pleasure or happiness to themselves - such is their main motivation and concern. Wouter V was the lastest in the row and he shocked me so badly, that I am doing something I've never done before: I am giving him a name for every vistor to read. An electronic pillory. Welcome.