Today, I celebrate the 3rd anniversary of my Tumblr blog. When I signed up for Tumblr in August 2007, I didn’t know what to do with my brand new Tumblr blog. For the first two years, I just used it to promote my blog entries from the blog you’re reading now, my defunct comics blog, my defunct Plurk themes blog and my defunct emo blog. I didn’t really use it to post stuff until April 2009.

STEVE HOLT!

It didn’t take long for me to start creating niche blogs for Dr. Doom, villains, lesbians and more. Of course, it also didn’t take long for me to shut them down and just do Tumblr blogging from one blog. The first few Tumblr blogs I followed were those of people from UPLB. It was Twitter on steroids and I loved it.

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It’s safe to say that most of us have had our hearts broken. I’m not talking about your parents telling you that you’re a big mistake or your friend bailing out on you that one time when there was a raid in that whore house and you were too drunk to make a run for it. No, I’m talking about failed romantic relationships and brutal rejections. It’s a very confusing experience, this heartbreak. This is me trying to make sense of it all.

Well, since my baby left me, I found a new place to dwell. It’s down at the
end of Lonely Street, at Heartbreak Hotel. *stab, stab, cut, cut*

Stage 1: Denial

Someone just broke your heart and you’re like “THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.” You keep telling yourself that this is just a hiccup in your fairy tale romance and it will pass. It’s surreal at first, but the cold hard truth will eventually find its way into your head. It’s over. The initial shock kicks in. It’s over.

Stage 2: Anger

You’re now in a constant “WTF?!” mood. Still trying to figure out what’s happening, you’re like a rabid dog who just lost its chew toy. You’re going to bark at everything. You’re going to bite everything. Your sole purpose in life right now is to write angry emails, post rage-filled Facebook status messages and Twitter updates, draw devil horns on people’s photos and kick puppies IN THE FACE. Casualties: Your friends, your family, your dog and countless innocent Internet bystanders.

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Remember when we were all on Twitter, dumping our thoughts and ideas 140 characters at a time and having the time of our Internet lives? No? Well I do. That’s why I’m currently marveling at the war raging on for microblogging supremacy in the Filipino community. Well, in my mind at least.

Whose side are you on?

I find it astonishing to see Plurk being overrun by Filipinos. A few months ago, the majority of Filipino plurkers consisted of bloggers, web developers and online marketers who made the great switch from Twitter to Plurk approximately a year ago. Now, Plurk is the new deal among the Filipino Internet literate crowd. Also, Facebook. But that’s a blog post for another time.

Plurk’s charm is slowly dying on me. I’m starting to update my Twitter more often now. Internet gods help me, I’ve entertained the idea of moving back to Twitter permanently and leaving Plurk altogether. Fortunately, I haven’t seriously thought of actually doing it since, you know, it’s not really a big deal. I’m totally considering adding several items to my Plurker’s Manifesto, though. But yeah, there’s the itch of just sticking to one microblogging service where I can tell you guys what I’m eating, where I’m going or what TV show I’m currently watching but secretly hating.

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Well, not really. Some of my plurks were total lies. Some of them were half truths. Some were parodies of some plurkers. Some, satirical jabs at people who live in ivory Plurk towers. Hey, I already plurked them for you. You sort them out.

#1. Totally depressed last night. A few steps from being suicidal. So I paid someone to have sex with me.

#2. I accidentally ran over a kitten this morning. :( And a puppy. And a frog. And a rat. And a blind homeless guy.

#3. I’m BATMAN.

#4. I can’t wait for the Dragonball movie! (woot)

#5. You Plurk people are dumb. I’m moving back to Twitter where I can use hashtags and be important and stuff.

#6. Since it’s the first of the month, it’s just appropriate to make big changes in my life. I shall now quit smoking. This time, it’s FOREVER!

#7. I only listen to the Beatles, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix and new totally obscure bands. Because I’m better than you.

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Before we get into the reviews, here’s a short message from Dr. Doom:

DOOM: Behold! The new Emperor of Twitter: VICTOR VON DOOM! Follow DOOM on Twitter lest you feel his wrath! DOOM COMMANDS IT!

Thank you, Mr. Emperor of Twitter. Now, on to the reviews!

Uncanny X-Men #500 – I had great expectations for this issue, and that probably explains why I’m disappointed. Maybe there was just too much going on and it felt like an extra-sized preview book. Maybe it’s the distracting art. I don’t know. Don’t get me wrong, I love Terry Dodson’s art and I don’t hate Greg Land’s “lightbox style”, but they just don’t mix, is all I’m saying.

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