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Where in the world is Dandy?

I’m still here, really. I’m just waiting for the strange men in painfully obvious black suits and sunglasses to stop following me around whenever I attempt to finish writing a post.

All jokes aside, I really haven’t been posting frequently enough on the blog. A lot of real world related romps have been getting in between me and my unoriginally named blog. And whenever I did try and finish off a potential post, I would find myself losing interest altogether after being interrupted by some pressing matter. I am not sure if you would consider ‘learning how to use MilkyTracker’ as an issue (I would. Numbers and music just don’t go together for a right brained heathen like myself.).

It’s very good to be rocking the flannel shirt again and actually writing a blog post. That flannel shirt part might confuse you a bit but whenever I get around to actually crafting a carefully written post with as much affection as I can, I seem to be wearing my boring old white, cyan and ultramarine oxford style printed flannel shirt. Noticing this rather odd trend, I decided to actually knuckle down and finish a post so that there can at least be some Dandy related material in the Reader section for the 5 people that actually go out of their way to read my seemingly quasi-pretentious gobbledygook.

I hope you are all doing well and are taking care of yourselves. I will definitely get around to taking a look at the Reader to see what those lovely fellow bloggers have been up to nowadays.

Wishing you good times from Down Under! *snicker*

"Yeah, I know it's not the same colour ... what? No, I'm not colourblind. Is that how colourblindness even works?"
“Yeah, I know it’s not the same colour … what? No, I’m not colourblind. Is that how colourblindness even works?”

– Dandy



"And so, let my heart be hardened." This blog was all but abandoned, gathering digital cobwebs and whatnot, before I checked back in after the pitter-pattering of cyberrain. Or were they emails? Let this place be a beacon for my mind during my few sleepless nights.

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