About the Title...

It cannot go unexplained, can it? Or rather, it can, but that would be snobbish and idiosyncratic of me, and, well... perhaps I should wait a bit before my readers discover my true nature *evil laugh*

I had a hamster named Nikita, my first pet and an avatar, no doubt about it. Tiny creature who showed me nothing but kindness, tenderness, affection and an occasional woodchip being kicked out of the cage. She had strange habits, my Nikita. Unlike many hamsters, she never bit me, not even once. And the best of hamsters would give you a nibble every now and then. She was clam, adorable, always sat on the palm of my hand patienly, and strangest of all... my mother wakes up very early in the morning, and she used to find Nikita sitting on the 2nd floor of her double-decked cage, just watching me sleeping. No reason at all for her doing it... she simply sat there and watched. Mom was certain that she was watching over me.

So... I'd like to believe she's still watching me from somewhere. Even here, on the Web. Besides, it's about time I started putting in writing all those annoying and interesting thought I have...

So this is it.