Yeah okay, so even I got sick of seeing the incessantly morbid and, it has to be said, pitiful entries in here. Not to mention lots of people asking me sympathetically if I'm doing better, apparently recovering from whatever mental illness that caused such bitter outpourings.

Full recovery seems unlikely, but the prognosis is not that bleak :D Its nice to be sad and angsty and petulant sometimes. After all, this is Tantrums of a troglodyte. I must live up to the complaining bit of it as well as the cave dwelling bit, which I do without making the least of effort.

So here it is! The new bright blog! The blog which, instead of causing you to strain your eyes in the low contrast environment, will now cause you to blink warily in apprehension of my apparently unending supply of happiness and love for all things that live. You know? That very sentiment that makes you want to strangle the bemused grin off whichever idiot is wearing it.

Here's to being manic!!
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Of course, if moods go by colour, the black moods and the manic glee will ultimately colour the blog a dirty brown. Life has no narrative beauty sometimes, really.