.. and I'm not really sure what Im doing. Well, Ive decided to write a blog, presumably. Decided is actually too strong a word for what I do, which is stumble into things and pretend it was deliberate.
Anyway I'm not going to make a formal introduction or welcome for myself, as Im not sure how this works. I just read (stumbled into, again) my first blog ever this evening, and loved it. And have spent the last 5 hours reading its entire back catalogue (instead of finding a job or making myself some dinner) and thought maybe I should do that. You know, catalogue my thoughts and all that. Which, so far, have proven to be substance-less drivel. But thats okay, Im new and a bit nervous - Im also not sure writing-style-wise if Im writing to myself, or an imaginary audience. Actually I always had that problem as a kid when trying to write a diary. Although that was probably more to do with the fact I knew my mother would steal it and read it, and then mock me for it. God, it's barely been a paragraph and Im unloading parental issues. Good start.
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