Well, goodbye cruel (Blogspot) world.

I'm off to the land of milk, honey and a decent guestbook system.

Archangel's Journal

And my username's still going to be bloody Archangelonline, because some bastard stole Archangel before I got there... serves me right for using a real word, rather than making one up.

This site will remain alive until such a time as Blogger realise I've betrayed them and delete it. With a bit of luck, I'll find somewhere to shift my archives after a while.

Adios.

Oh, fuckin great. Blurty goes down halfway through me trying to customise my (future) blog. This bodes well.

Screw that. I've just tried on my usual black shirt. It goes well. Three complementary shades of black, with a stark white feather on the tie. Not bad. Looking swish.

The job's mine...

...provided I don't stutter, stammer, go blank, faint, write 'I am a fish' all over the interview panel.

Interview tomorrow - got to pick up my suit from the dry cleaners, and maybe buy a new shirt this afternoon to go with it.

Preferably not a white one - still too close to school uniform for my liking - but not black either. I've got one of those.


Thought for the day:- Go to Blurty. If even the Sleemeister, blogger originale, has abandoned Blogger in favour of Blurty, I better get moving.

Donald Rumsfeld has admitted that Saddam may have destroyed his weapons of mass destruction before the war began.

If Rumsfeld's saying that, it's a major admission of a cockup by the Bush administration, that could affect their supporters badly. If Saddam had no WMDs, then that takes away the justification that the American public felt for the war. The kind of person that had to have war against a regime like Saddam's justified to them by there being a personal risk if there was no war isn't going to be too impressed if they find out there was no threat in the first place. I mean, do they give a flying fuck about some liberated Islamic coloured folks down in Ragheadland?

And if the US screws up its reconstruction (and they haven't been doing too good a job so far), this could be a strike against the Bush re-election campaign.

Assuming Fox News decides to broadcast this little admission.

Nabbed this from... someone's website. Kitty's, I think.

Your Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Score
Category	Your Score	Average
Hacklust	83.96% Warrior needs guts... Badly!	52.6%
Sensitive Roleplaying	72.15% Will talk after everyone important's been killed	51.9%
GM Experience	83.33% "Um... You guys are in a 10'x10' room..."	67.3%
Systems Knowledge	97.18% Played in a couple of campaigns	89.3%
Livin' La Vida Dorka	72.41% Goes nuts on the weekends	61%
You are 83.67% pure Average Score: 67%
Take The Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Test and see how you match up!

And this one's from George's:


You're the sad smile,the one that regrets nearly
everything and is constantly wondering about
what could have been.You're not happy with your
situation and usually blame yourself because of
the bad things that have happened.Cheer up.


What Kind of Smile are You?
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There's always strange stories coming out of a dictatorship after it's been toppled - Albania's border defences that faced inwards, various dictators' wives wardrobes, Saddam's bizarre taste in art (think naked women riding giant missiles) - but this has to be one of the oddest.

Iraqi man ends 20 years in hiding

After two decades in hiding, an Iraqi man has finally emerged back into the real world - squinting at the unaccustomed light.
Twenty-one years ago, Saddam Hussein placed an execution order on Jawad Amir for supporting an outspoken Shia cleric.

Mr Amir escaped - not into a far-off town or neighbouring country, but into a space sandwiched between two walls in his parents' home.

He said for the whole of his hiding he never left that small, dark space and had only a tiny peephole to view the outside world.

Few possessions

"When I felt the danger I escaped to my parents' house, then I prepared my hiding place to keep away from the people so no one could ever report me to the regime," he explained.

"In this place I prepared everything I needed to survive."

The narrow space contains few possessions - a radio, teeth he lost while in hiding and pictures of his younger self.

He said he listened to the BBC's Arabic Service and read the Koran to pass the time. He drank river water from a small well.
Only his closest family members knew he was there. Even the neighbours in his tiny village of Jobah thought he had disappeared.

But after Saddam Hussein's statue fell in Baghdad, Mr Amir - now 49 - finally felt it safe to leave his hiding place.

His mother, Ramsya Haddi, was elated.

"I feel as if I had just given birth to him again," she said.

Mr Amir said he feels well and is optimistic about the future.