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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, unable to get an erection, have just won an iPad, require a college diploma in order to meet single women in my area, and my vices are compulsive dieting, gambling, voyeurism, and young girls … or so the spam companies appear to think. I’m also a bit hatstand. 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 unexploded mines scattered in the most unlikely corners. Ergo, with it somewhat lacking on both these counts, this site is labelled Work In Progress and is subject to change that could implode.

In case you’re the sort of person that twitches like a hamster on ice 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 inject yourself full of recentoxyhydroxil with one of the following:

Play Crouching Badger, Hidden Terror Mashup the title of the rubbish film Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon to improve it. Plug Old plugin downloads Older versions of plugins are listed here for backwards compatibility only. If you really, really need an old plugin version, please let me know what the old one does tha… Post The quest for the coronavirus endgame When news of COVID-19 broke, I took it seriously. Same as most, I expect. As time marches on, I’ve changed my stance a few times. Real? Hoax? Partially true? An opportunistic power grab? Too many questions remain unanswered to make it a cut and dried case. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

You might also enjoy the blog post entitled Early easter, but there’s always the possibility you think it blows. For those who crave even more immediacy you can find me on Facebook or you can join the socialites 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 Christmas jumper and laugh.

1 fineprint: One estimate per customer. Management reserve the right for the estimate to be within three decades (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.