Been offline ten days, am currently working at half power -- come and see me at Whitechapel while I try to get things fixed.

FREAKANGELS went live Friday.

the main blog site thing

twitter

my message board

FREAKANGELS: webcomic launches Feb 15

flickr

myspace

Wow. Just looked at my friends list, and swept out FIFTY people who've left SG. That can't be good.

Prepping for a return to writing for the site. If anyone's left to notice or care..!

Not gone.

The FREAKANGELS webcomic goes live mid-February 2008. However, the online community bolted on to it goes live today. Whitechapel lives at http://www.freakangels.com/whitechapel

It's a little different from my two previous boards. It was conceived of as a discussion area for FREAKANGELS, and it'll still serve that. But I decided I just wanted a place that reflected all of my interests. It's not a comics-centric place, though there's plenty of space for that. But I've also created space for Second Lifers, the steampunk/retropunk crowd, the people who like following the mad science and signs of the apocalypse, music and art etc.

Whitechapel doesn't require you to use your full real name, as The Engine did, but it does need a real email address to work (in case you need your password re-sent, which we can't do for you).

Anyway. That's where you can find me now, when I'm not here giving you hideous things to look at. Spread the link as far and wide as you like. All are welcome.

Except that bloke standing behind you. Yes, him. I don't like the look of him.

Aaah, Thanksgiving: where American companies get an excuse to not pay me for a week and the internet becomes an abandoned town.

On the other hand, we in Britain get the novelty of the net not screeching to a halt at 2pm when the East Coast logs on.

Don't forget, my Yanqui readers, the true meaning of Thanksgiving: give your neighbours an infected blanket this Thursday.

I may have to start taking requests for the Sunday column.

I am the only Suicide Girls writer who has never met or spoken to a Suicide Girl.

I don't think they're real.

I think there's like four body-models and Zo just photoshops new features on them each time. Moves them around in Poser, shrinks their boobs and stuff. And then they pick a name for "the new Suicide Girl" by throwing a dart at a thesaurus or something. "Okay, this one's called Bonobo and the next one's called Gearstick. We're good to go."

None of you are real. I thought of you all. Give me all your money. I have all the answers you need.

note to self - don't write and file The Sunday Hangover at 5am again, you stupid bastard. Otherwise you will wake up at 3pm again in an empty house wondering why you feel like you've been worked over with iron bars and not being completely sure where you are