Still, and always (heh heh heh, what an excuse for unexpected deficits).
Heya there! You've just been introduced to Blue.
I have finally made myself warm and comfortable, and I am settling in quite well, my bags virtually unpacked.
I can't guarantee anything for your viewing pleasure, but I'll try.
*Please forgive this crazy-wannabe.
Email me at code7blue@hotmail.com in the meantime.
Please come back soon and visit me.
Links to other sites on the Web
BLUE PAGE. More stuff about me, if anyone cares.
GREEN PAGE. My fave band Radiohead indefinite links list.
BLACK PAGE. One of many of my eye candies: Kimura Takuya. (Links Page).
PURPLE PAGES.This is the result of my spare time and boredom: poetry and prose pieces conjured up by my imagination, and what-not. Hey, you could even meet Stupid Samuel or even Sandy. Lisa and Mr. Willoughby could join in too. Whatever.
WHITE PAGES.Of course, all artistes have to begin from somewhere! These pages contain some of the poetry that inspire, and continue to influence me, and persuade me into believing in the beauty of POETRY. Take a sneak peak as I continue fill out these pages with the pieces from my collection.
GRAY PAGE. Miscellaneous but MAYBE interesting links.
YELLOW PAGES. It's self-explanatory. It's obvious...well, not exactly: only friends' pages are welcome, and here is a page where you can also stalk them. heh heh heh. Just kidding. No offense.
RED PAGE. Vroom! Vroom! Formula One Auto Racing Champ '97 Jacques Villeneuve gets a link list page. Ain't that quaint?
Well, since you are here, and took the trouble of touring this page, why not torture yourself again by signing my guestbook? If you don't want to subject yourself to this malady, well....DO IT ANYWAY!!!! Pretty Please *on knees, and fluttering eyelashes at 3 blinks per second* please I beg you.
Autograph please! The Rich and Famous who dropped by.
Last modified Dec. 8, 1998.
© 1997-98 code7blue@hotmail.com
The number of unsuspecting victims snared in this mess so far, as of Oct. 27, 1998 (my 24th birthday):
oh how few! oh how sad! calculate also the times that I vainly enter this thing of mine, and those reloaders...
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