This is a bit of a public thank-you to whoever it is on Shanliss Drive, in Santry, Dublin 9, whose unsecured wireless connection I’ve been hijacking for the past month since my landlady’s new UPC router was being a bitch and wouldn’t even fathom connecting to my laptop.

Yea.

Who needs to rush to find a TV to watch Britain’s Got Talent live, when you just watch the “catch-up” of the best bits on YouTube, from the BGT show page?

Since I can’t tweet any of my discoveries, this may be long. MAY

Alright then Kat, you want your proper blogging, you’re going to get your proper blogging. And to make it even more fun, this week I’m going to focus solely on blogging properly and not micro-blogging anything. That means no posting links on Facebook, no posting of status updates on Twitter, and no… well, anything else.

I may still post on Culch.ie though

It has managed to come to my attention that we’re all ganging up on Doyler and chucking him out of a plane from thirteen thousand feet, while he’s tied to someone. And from our predictions, he’ll likely be twittering it, livestreaming it, and possibly bringing the bear along (although it’s the bear that wants that)… This should be fun

Need… energy… drinks… *collapses from lack of sugar*

I’ve been quite tired recently, hence my seemingly lower interaction over the past few days or more with the rest of the world. I feel I’m on Twitter less, I’m reading blogs less, and I’m definitely posting less.

Maybe I’ll perk up again once college is over. Maybe

Meh.

*flexes fingers* Right, epic fanboy rant mode activated. Now let’s get to work tearing apart the meagre speculative details of Pokémon HeartGold and SoulSilver that have been released, shall we?