I have a new domain name. www.scribblemefree.com ..I'm in the process of building a website and this will probably involve me moving my blogs to Wordpress for the time being, but never fear, I'll still be here.

I have a couple of stories I want to tell, but I can't right now, I will, probably tomorrow. And yes, I'm back, no hiatus for me. Who takes a break from therapy to go find therapy? Yes, I just called u all head shrinkers...and what?! hehe

I got all of your comments to my phone but couldn't get here to reply. 33 comments is much too much to respond to in my comment box so I'll give my response here:

kmplx... I know and have met quite a few really stand up, good looking (no homo) guys; that would suggest to me that you're either looking in the wrong places or through a myopic lens

cerberus...gracias amigo. Amen indeed

Qube...hehe..thanks, definitely gunna be happy hunting

simplidivine...don't mind me, that's how u know I'm reading a book. Any words I may have picked up while reading tend to infiltrate their way into my writing.

Shona...thanks, and I'm well on my way to recovery

Jayla..i'll find em wherever they're hidden

TDVA...stop hating..besides, me being the wolf in wolves clothing that still looks like a sheep, they'll prolly be pushing their daughters on me :P

OPTIMISTIC...that may be true, but it's the hunter's ability to tame the bush meat, calm it down and escape unscathed that makes him a professional

Confessions... I said at least 5, but if you want I can start to take your route, just give me the co-ordinates. And stop frontin...i know you're planning out how you're gna stalk all the bars, libraries, coffee shops, department stores, asdas, tescos, train stations, and Oxford street this weekend.

Bibi...well I'll be wandering that way in a couple of months. And I daresay, telling ur friends to stay away from all Nigerian men this weekend might be asking a bit too much hehe.

Smaragd...Oneitis isn't contagious, no. As for your warning, while it's more specific and viable than Bibi's, it won't work either, since their guard will be well down and by the time they realise what's happening, they'll be sitting accross a table from me at Starbucks, sipping on a frappucino, laughing. Melancholy ko...raincoats as u know, are a must for me

Gochi...thanks, as for the sickie, I'd say go for it. We are on this earth but once

BSNC...yup, all the ammo I need.

Roc...in this recession? however, a lot can be said for Waitrose. I was in there a couple of weeks back and I saw one of the foiniestesete (yes, an actual word cannot describe her) women I have ever seen. Shame I was in a funk at the time.

Avartsy...lol...i'll be careful, btw, I made your pineapple fried rice last night, de.lish!

Neffie...thank you very much mum. Monsieur Scriblé is def on the prowl

blogoratti...funny you should bring that up. I never considered myself having much game at all. Maybe I'll do a post on that.

Repressed...thanks, to be honest, I don't quite mind being the prey. It can be fun.

Jayla...I could step off the curb tomorrow and get hit by a bus. I could get pushed off the platform in front of a moving train. I could slip and fall in the tub, banging my head against the edge. All that is just as likely as me dying from swine flu. But El todo poderoso es mi padre. I'll be ok.

miss.fab...lol..dont worry I'll keep you posted on the 'shenanigans'.

Scarlet...it's not my elbow I'm looking to grease, if you get my meaning *wink*...thanks!

Tigeress....believe me, if it was possible to share mojo I would, but it comes with a unique identity marker.

Abeni...i'm right here luv

Naked Soul...london be warned indeed.

It all begins tonight, going out with a few friends. I'll let u know how it goes!

Oneitis, I think, is what Neil Strauss called it. Matter of fact, let me find the actual definition for you.
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From the Urban Dictionary:

Oneitis, is that social malady that results in a feeling that this person is totally special and unique and therefore one must not mess up anything with them. These confused "messed up" feelings then often mess up the chances of a person seducing their romantic victim because after all thier emotions tell them that they cannot be too careful, gentle, and that they cannot "act too foolish." Often, Oneitis also confuses a person by making them worry too much about what other people will think of them or worse what thier romantic victim will think of them, and thus they simply cannot do what is necessary to seduce thier romantic prey.

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It goes on to describe what one must do to get over this "disease" and all that blah blah. For me, I just needed to realise that I was suffering from it. I'm now on the road to recovery, discovering, quite paradoxically, that we are all alike in our uniqueness and as such, we are all the same, ergo there's a few billion more of her in this crappyhappy old world.

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And it is my mission to find as many of them as I can in my lifetime. I mean, I live in London, I run into at least 5 beautiful women on a daily. Victorian scientist Sir Francis Galton once conducted a study aimed at creating a "Beauty Map" of Great Britain; guess which city he found to have the best looking people. If you guessed Manchester, Birmingham or Nottingham, you guessed wrong.

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There is such a diverse range of beautiful women that I run into daily. White(British, Polish, German, French, American, Australian), Black (British, Nigerian, Zimbabwean, Zambian, Ugandan, South African, Ghanian), Hispanic, the tall oriental chick with the never ending legs. The tall blonde in her late 20s on the train with no ring on her finger who wouldn't stop smiling at me. The beautiful African chick at Zara who I can't wait to see out of her work clothes or even the 100 or so 20something womanly distractions at church.

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So, starting this thursday, with friday off work, giving me a 4 day weekend, I go on the prowl- bars, libraries, coffee shops, department stores, asdas, tescos, train stations, Oxford street etc- armed with nothing but charm, a smile and a blackberry. No place is sacred, no place is safe.

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Smile ladies, Scribbles is back!

So it would seem some people have noticed that I haven't quite been myself for a while. I won't say I've lost my Mojo...just having a little trouble finding it a the moment :P

That said, I may or may not be taking a short hiatus to find it. We'll see. In the meantime, I'll do this crazy 8s Meme that BSNC tagged me in

8 Things I look forward to

1. Thursday evening...No work till tuesday
2. My next paycheck, last one don already wan finish
3. New York City/Boston/The tri-state area in the summer
4. Xmen Origins: Wolverine
5. Heroes..tonight
6. Moving house..living by myself
7. Buying my house (later this year/early next year-gots to take advantage of recession)
8.LOML

8 Things I did yesterday

1. Went to church
2. Shopped for food
3. Got me a brand shiny new basketball
4. Got "evaluated", I think.
5. Drew up a new diet and exercise plan (health nut...sue me)
6. Was summoned to my aunt's house to search for and dispose of a dead rat
7. Took a hour and a half long bus ride each way to get there
8. Didn't find the rat

8 Things I wish to do

1. Not this meme :P
2. Listen to Bibi's (now deleted) audio post
3. Write for a living
4. Drink, everyday
5. Sleep longer than 5 hours a night
6. Pretty women
7. Drive at 200+ miles an hour
8. Write for a living (weird, just as i typed that I got an email from a friend telling me about a writing job)

8 shows I watch

1. Heroes
2. Eli Stone
3. House
4. Boston Legal
5. Smallville
6. Chuck
7. How I met your Mother
8. 90210

8 Bloggers tagged
1. Miz-cynic
2. Sexkitten
3. Miss Lowlah
4. TDVA
5. Just...Toluwa
6. Vic Moreau
7. juiceegal
8. cerberus

so, I was off blogger all weekend after my friday night stupidity and I come back and there's almost 30+ posts waiting for me...did EVERYBODY update this weekend? I looked at my blogroll and started to scroll...and scroll..and scroll. How the hell am I gna read thru all that? I actually have to do some work today. Man I'm weak... I'll get thru em tho
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Saturday, I did cut the hair...I miss it now :(
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Went to a birthday party on a boat. Props to my girl, Happy 21st bday, you really went all out didn't ya? 1 minor issue I had though, and this is more an issue with me and not really an issue with the party- If you're at a party on a boat, and you get sleepy, and you want to leave, YOU CANT. I should've took my book hehe.
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I'll be back (maybe)with a proper post.

Going public, to be honest, I have nothing to hide, so I'm going public with scribble,me.free. Posted a link to the other blog on fbk. I'm not going to publish my name on here. however, whoever stumbles across this blog and knows me, eez ok.

This might very well be a drink induced decision, but that's whatever...worst that could happen, I'd regret it in the morning.

Also, new audio post on Scribbles, fables......check it out. This one has a little bit more life in it.

I'm pretty sure I had other stuff to talk about..but alcohol wont let me remember it..so check out the new audio post and enjoy.

Adios amigos y amigas

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haha...friday night stupidity..enjoy....had a couple of drinks in me at this point..still do...anyway..i'll put up the words to A Dozen Long Stemmed Roses

A dozen long stemmed roses, hope they brighten up your day
A dozen long stemmed roses, there's no thanks you need to say
Really, it's okay
A dozen long stemmed roses, hope these 12 may bring a smile
A dozen long stemmed roses, even if you wont be mine
A dozen long stemmed roses, at work, I know they'll make you blush
And I hope to God your colleagues take the piss and tease and such
I know you'll be embarrassed, but I'll know you'll love em too
Because a dozen roses do, what a dozen roses do
I send a dozen roses just to send a dozen roses
I did it cause I wanted to, not for what I want you to
So a dozen long stemmed roses, really hope they bring you joy
A dozen, that's 12, or 2 sixes from the boy

Ciao!