in the shape of things to come...

Initially, the idea was to do something with this blog in collaboration with some of my close technofreak (haha) friends... The problem is, the only one who I had approached with the idea was nootrope(I think his answer was "ok.", in typical noo fashion). And then, how to put it other than... he bashed his head in a cement wall while riding his bike and died. I'm still grieving, I don't think I will ever be done really. I didn't even get to see him at his wake - somehow this makes things harder, as if his death was still partly virtual to me.

And then I had my own head/headbashing problems to deal with, in which I won't go in great details here but you can always read about in my livejournal (and spare me the oooh, emo teenage you! comments, it's a much nicer journalling tool than it's given credit for - and at least it's not myspace, so hey.) if you are so inclined.

So sexbots can never be sexbots - or what I wanted it to be. But I have a (big words again) vision for it. I don't know how I can make it come to fruition, and I'm not sure it will be something I will do alone...But for now it will.

I'm leaving all the spam comments in here too. It amuses me. This is the net of now, the one where weblogs are spammed, the one where close friends die and you learn about it on IRC, the one where bloggers dissapear for a couple months and resurface with a bit more teeth and perhaps a bit more brains, hopefully.

Let's see if anyone's still up for the ride...