Even after years of developing websites for money, fun, sheer boredom, or blackmail, I had no interest whatsover in putting up anything about me.

And for many reasons:

• I'm naturally paranoid. Nothing scares me more than the words: "So you're Chette."
  
• I was (un)lucky enough to have friends who happen to be strong privacy advocates. Google revealed more than enough, thank you.
  
• I'm obesessive compulsive (wonders of wonders, I finally admitted it). It took me weeks just to decide on the font face, color combination, and table width.
  
  I am still having nightmares that someone changed all my fonts and replaced them with Comic Sans.
  
• I didn't know where to start.
  

Coward no more:

• Maybe it's because of Friendster, where old friends have been leaving persistent messages, asking why "my website is down."
  
• Maybe I just want to jump in the bandwagon -- after all, every Pepe, Pilar, and Procopio have his own blog or personal website nowadays.
  
• Or maybe I just realized I have to get over this. (Sigh. I hate growing up.)
  

Without further ado, allow me to present to you chette.com.

Ito na po. Gawa na po. And with all sincerity, I hope you enjoy your stay.