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Well, maybe no it isn’t. Anyway. Hello world.



My name is Martin Cruz. Some of you may know me as Kilawinguwak. If you’ve wandered over to this site from the zeppelin of burning dreams, then yes. You most definitely will know me as Kilawinguwak. Other people call me arsehole. Different folks, different strokes I guess.



I just recently transferred here from Tabulas. Why transfer? Because I can. Because the voices that be willed me to. And mostly because Blogger is becoming a fad, and I like to keep trendy whenever I can. It isn’t like Tabulas has slowly declined in its user-friendliness and ease of use. To this date, it remains to be one of the best blog engines in the web. I just wanted more room to maneouver, and bare-bones site design isn’t exactly one of my strong points.



So what can you expect from this spot?



Well, blog posts. Mostly about my life, mostly about nothing. Updates, too, on many things related to my interests. And believe me, I have a lot of interests.



I’ll be keeping my other accounts active, though; watch this space for updates on the other parts of the zeppelin.



Anyway, since I’m really horrible with introductory essays, let’s just say that I ended my post here.

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