Please! Please! No Autographs!

Somebody seems to find my neitszche ridden vitriolic outlook on life amusing, and has offered room and things. At this point you'd be saying "good god, are they insane?". I'd guess the answer to that is yes - it's m'colleagues sister. He's as daft as a brush, so I'm wondering if there's a family thing going on here.

Although I've been told recently that my various ramblings are actually amusing. Good!

In response to the comment which prompted this - here's a rather terrible, and incredibly cheesy photo of me.

Now that should put you off your dinner and ruin your weekend. Those of you who need conselling I know some good pscyhologists!