Every year, for the past 3 years, our good friend Landers (aka Paddy) has hosted the BCUK Bloscars. He gets nothing from it except to see everyone having a laugh and enjoying themselves. He removed himself from nominations even!

It's a fun thing for all involved. Anyone can vote, anyone can be nominated. If you want to take part, the voting form and rules are HERE. There's only one week left to vote or ... if there's no interest he's thinking of cancelling

It's a good laugh. It's an evening of daftness and you get to read blogs you hadn't noticed before.

Community has been slowing a little recently. Go on, give it a go? 

Just passing on the news to those who do not know as yet, that Michael Jackson died yesterday 25-6-09.

Here is a link to sky news so you can read and look through other news articles about the King of pop.

Michael Jackson news story

RIP Michael!

...to block "female 30 ny", who spams almost non stop, using a new eight letter name each time. Is it not possible to block the IP address? It posts, I complain, you remove, it posts again, I...

I am interested in greater exchanges on various matters like culture,human relations,social events,sharing experiences.I wish i can find someone who thinks likewise.

...for this group

http://www.dancingsantacard.com/?santa=2006651

Have fun and the best at Christmas and always
xx
Kiki

The people I warned about are now putting porn spam links in tiny print at the bottom of the stuff they copy from cnet. Contact The_Walrus for more details if you need them.

Why are people posting stuff here that they should maybe be posting in their own blog. Is BCUK really for Aliaster and his addiction problems I think not. These posts would be better in his blog and not here. If he did this he would probably get comments and readers. Doing this will make people wary that he is a possible spammer or an attention seeker. Think about it a bit Aliaster..

I feel lost and confused. I am trying so hard to cut back on the time I spend on Facebook. It was not healthy for me to be on there so much and although I have been on there quite a bit I have managed to spend most of my days avoiding it to a large extent. The problem, however is that the productivity which I assumed would take it's place has not been forthcoming. Spending 30 hours or more a week on Facebook led me to assume that simply cutting down on that would allow me to achieve far more productive goals. Unfortunately my concentration has not been as focussed as I hoped. Two nights ago I got so drunk that I spent all of yesterday feeling ill and being sick in a bin as I lay in bed. As I said in a previous blog, getting drunk doesn't make you alcoholic but am I in danger of substituting one excess for another? I know I can be successful all I need is focus but that is probably true of most people.

Have you noticed the real people on here are currently outnumbered by a load of people whose names don't match their gender, who have no friends, and whose postings consist only of news stories cut from cnet?

What are they up to?

I'm feeling hugely disappointed with myself today. For months I have been spending far too much time flirting and looking for casual cyber sex on Facebook. I fell into it and it griped me. At times I have managed to resolutely promise myself that I would last a fortnight or a few days without visiting my Facebook page but even when I succeeded it proved to be a delay rather than a cure. I don't always miss Facebook when I use don't it, this can often be the downfall. I assume that I'm no longer addicted, I think that I'm safe to browse my page again and without warning I find myself at the mercy of my screen, unable to leave my computer for even a moment. I feel disgusted at how I act, so shamed, cheating on my girlfriend sickens me, harassing innocent women makes my heart sink, leading girls along as they assume I'm single makes me despise myself and flirting with old obese women because I can't find anyone else makes me pity what I have become. I started to write this blog as a form of therapy. I hoped that writing down my thoughts from day to day would allow me to untangle the complex knot of emotions and desires that make up my addiction and it seamed to work. For the first time in as long as i can remember I have spent several days at my computer, concentrating on my work and not being sucked into Facebook. I have allowed myself to view and respond to messages but have not felt compelled to enter long or overtly sexual conversations. I felt cured and it was liberating. I'm no expert but have seen enough TV programs on the subject to know this is a common and dangerous stage for an addict. I also recognize that on some level I am an addict. Yesterday I felt as though writing my blog was an unnecessary waste of my time as I had much to do and felt so completely cured. I spent yesterday morning productively getting on with my work, then at around 2pm, bored with my tasks allowed myself a few minutes on Facebook. I soon became involved with highly flirtatious conversations, I find it a thrill to tell women stories. I find it empowering to find a woman who gives short coy answers and as I write they give in. Their responses becoming longer and more graphic, Women sitting at a desk unable to move because i have made them so horny, I find it hugely arousing, it's amazing fun but I cannot control it. Women log off and on through their day, then after apparently having a very enjoyable time wish me goodbye. I, however, find myself unable to log-off, going from one conversation to the next, then another. Yesterday, after allowing myself a few minutes to look at my Facebook account at about 2pm I ended up sat flirting and writing to women until 3.30 am the following day. I almost couldn't comprehend how I had sat for so long almost unaware of the passing of time, surely another sign of my addiction. I barely left the screen, I had a slice of toast at 10pm as my evening meal and logged-off only when I was almost asleep, long after I had any real desire to chat. Where in my brain did this come from? Why did I have so little control over my actions? I'm not a weak person. I have courage and know right from wrong. I'm the sort of person that if i make a mistake, I hold my hands up and say sorry but I don't know why I don't have the courage or desire to fight this curse. All battles that are won and lost are done so in this way, it is only when you overcome your enemies desire to fight that you can claim victory and at times I feel as though I have a need to have sex that has almost totally overcome my desire to resist