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This continues on from my brief introduction to Poland, which actually turned into a bit of a history lesson, oops. I’d been invited to Poland for a weekend of excess: food, women, alcohol and video games. It would soon be apparent though that Polish food is a bit shit, and their women are veritable cesspits of disease and damnation.  At least the video games and alcohol were OK. I’ve scattered a few random photos of mine from Poland throughout this…

This follows on from last week’s entry where I told the sad story of my first adult crush. This story picks up from about 2 months before my first long-term girlfriend, and is a lot more fun than the story of my crush. You probably don’t know what I looked like back then, so I’ll start with a photo taken in the summer of 2004, a couple of months after this particular story. Don’t be hating the sunglasses; they weren’t…

Recently, my geekiness was called into question: ‘You’re not very geeky, Sebastian. All you talk about is sex. Sex, sex, sex. That’s hardly wholesome geeky talk. How about some Star Wars talk, or a list of all the comics you own?’ Let me tell you something, Little Miss I’m-a-bigger-geek-than-you : I AM A HUGE GEEK, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. The thing is, like my sexuality, I am so confident in my geekiness that I don’t feel the need to constantly…

I was just downstairs listening to the radio (Radio 2, of course) when Josie Lawrence (of Whose Line? fame) started to talk about a silent disco that she’d attended. My interest was immediately piqued. You see, back during my wild, formative days at university, I developed a minor case of tinnitus. There was some kind of ‘local rock’ festival that ran for a week, and I attended every performance. It was a great week, and I took some great photos…