Wrong

You (that's me) purposefully neglect the blog to focus on the vids since more posts would just be pointless & uninteresting.

What a fool.

Apparently you got the impression that all of a sudden my previous text shines with some quality (right! positive feedback from 3 or 4 friends) which would be offended by boring posts like this one.

Well done Antony. You have so many challenges & difficulties to overcome expressing yourself in English, yet, somehow believe that one some magic day; out of the blue and in few hours, you will produce that amazingly useful whatever. So convenient.

One day... you are supposed to learn English, prepare material, contact the ones you admire, contact the ones I'd like to meet and film footage that makes sense. 

Scripts. Hell (I so like to use 'hell'). Personals. To begin with: [ insert script or.. ]

A list of guys I celebrate & am definitely contacting as soon as I do so. Dan, Philip, Vi, Donald, the Queen, Mary, John, Robert, Hank, George, Matthew, Michael, + + + ThEfreakinListIsHuge&Awesome!!!

Moron,
write anything
here, somewhere else, doesN't matter. WriteWriteWriteWriteWriteWrite. You don't even know how big the leap to Vlogging will be. 

People outside. Outside & people! That's the only certain. Sucking at talking to your PC when countless smarter, funnier, more articulate & MORE GENUINE pals are already thriving online is the perfect excuse! 

Outdoor projects. Still lots to cover out there. This is fucking London.