Back From The Dead

So, ladies and gentlemen, I give to you the ressurrection of the Unseen Academical. Many long months it has stood high and dry, but in recent weeks a flood of literary desire has floated this alphabetic ark back up the creek, and it packed a spare set of paddles.
So here's to a new outlook on life; little insights into the troubled psyche of a twisted university student, fate as yet unknown.
Thought for the evening: the phenomenon of alternate Facebook personalities.
It's fascinating how you find someone on Facebook, and yet the portrait painted by the "Interests", "About Me" and "Quotes" columns rarely coincide with the scummy pond of hypocrisy seething beneath the tanned exterior. Not that I'm saying everybody on Facebook is inherently evil, but the facade you throw out there for the online community to see very rarely captures the person's quirks and little personality flaws. "Hanging out in Plett; the party here is off the chain!" If it was so great, why are you on Facebook? Truth be told, you're probably that guy that finds the nearest open public toilet and spends the night posting statuses about that hot blonde you and your skydiving buddy are chatting up, but sadly your camera isn't working so you can't show everybody exactly how hot she is. But she's very hot indeed.
And then you change your profile picture later that night. Probably to a blurred shot of you with something on your head / in your mouth / over your nose / all of the above. With bad lighting.
So personality flaws can rarely be spotted on a profile page. Unless your personality flaws are represented by your Facebook usage, in which case you've got a whole other WORLD of problems.
My anti-insomnia hormone treatment pills are kicking in, so I better sign off for the night. I've always been against sleeping medication on principle, but necessity is the root of action, and I haven't noticed any major hallucinations since I started using. Now, if you'll excuse me, the orange moose and his friend, the polka-dot snake, need their nightcaps. Ahhhh, here come the monochrome rainbows... Zzzzzzzzz...