If you haven’t guessed by the name of the domain, I’m Stef Dawson and this is my corner of cyberspace dedicated to all things random. I’m desperate, massively overweight, may never walk again if I don't forward this to 25 people in the next 9 seconds, need to consolidate my cock / increase the size of my loan, and my vices are filthy whores, next door babes, voyeurism, and wet chicks in my inbox … or so the spam companies appear to think. I’m also a bit hatstand and not above whoring myself out to companies. That’s me over there. No, not that way, that picture over there. How many people look like that who aren’t in the loony bin?
At the moment I’m too lazy to finish the site. Not that a website should ever be deemed ‘finished’ per se, but at the very least it should have content worthy of reading, and perhaps models in skimpy underwear. Ergo, with it somewhat lacking on both these counts, this site is labelled Work In Progress and is subject to change that could jumpstart a hedgehog.
In case you’re the sort of person that twitches like a diver out of oxygen if you don’t tweet every 8 minutes to show your friends how exciting you are, check out the latest happenings to prove just how glacial my site updates are. Alternatively you could tread one of the following recent paths:
Play Crouching Badger, Hidden Terror Mashup the title of the rubbish film Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon to improve it.Plugsmd_write_cats Ever get halfway through writing an article and realise you need a new category for it? Instead of visiting the Categories tab and worrying about refreshing your article… PostAre we really saving time? Daylight bloody savings time is upon us once more. That weird tradition where we alter the clocks in order to… well, what the heck do we do it for?
You might also enjoy the blog post entitled All the 1s, but there’s always the possibility you think it both sucks and blows. For those who crave even more nowness you can find me on Google+, Facebook or you can join the minions awaiting my first utterance on Twatter.
If you’re in any way dissatisfied with what’s going on amid these bytes, feel free to send me an email and I’ll either send you back an estimate of when I’ll get this site firing on more than one cylinder1 or point at your knees and laugh.
1 fineprint: One estimate per customer. Management reserve the right for the estimate to be within three parsecs (plus or minus) of the actual time the site works properly. No correspondence (after the initial correspondence of course) will be entered into. English teachers please forgive the last sentence ending with a preposition. Calls cost no more than thruppence a second and last for a week. Calls may be monitored for training porpoises. The editor’s decision is unanimous and his own, so ner.