a tantalizing offer

A music group (Qunizy?) has recently asked me to act as their own 'Public Relations Manager'. I have always had a yearning to dip my stockings into the oily brine that is the music industry, so I quite recklessly agreed. Now without getting into their actual "music" (which is deplorable), they themselves are nearly devoid of any social graces or personal magnetism whatsoever, and it is not so much a matter of making the public like them, but rather of making the public cease detesting them. It will no doubt be a Sisyphean task of the highest order, but the masochist in me, as well as the opium, demands to partake!

Sponge Vinaigrette.

Here is my favourite drink: Pepsi. Honestly, it's underrated.

After a sleepless and fitful fortnight, I have painstakingly completed work on my theory that money buys happiness. Conclusion? Money buys happiness. I can honestly not think of a situation wherein money would not further increase happiness.