2nd July, 2002

Look, I know you don't believe me, but really, I am working on this damn site (providing, of course, a very broad mind is entailed in defining the word "working"- don't make me get my physics book out here.) I just spent a month in an alcoholic haze (see above picture- either Germany is overrun by frighteningly oversized fish or that was some damn strong beer), so you can sit back in eager anticipation of the nonsensical fic that is libel to burst forth at any moment now. I promise.

Anyway, now back to your regularly scheduled program...

Mmmmmmm? What's all this? Blank pages where before were 404 Errors? Yes, my little burritos, Ade is back. After an extremely messy Envy bankruptcy (and really, who DIDN'T see it coming?) The Upstairs Room is up and running again. Except that I'm really sick of it, and radical changes (as well as new fings) will soon be invading a PC near you. For now, you can see the ol' favourite right here, and just twiddle your thumbs in anticipation of the shininess to come. Whoooo. Drop me a line and ask questions if you like. Anything not pertaining to the whereabouts of my hairbrush will be met with much heaving of footwear.