Sunday, 4 January 2009

Call me Ishmael...

So, basically, I thought I better get into this whole blogging deal. Information revolution or endless annoying ramblings, however you see it, the whole world seems to be writing its own blog these days, and being as ever the trend follower that I am, here is my own attempt.

This is more to encourage me to do a bit of actual writing more than anything really, two years of messing around with numbers and avoiding History essays in college seems to have left me with the inablity to string together more than a few sentances together in written form, so I am quite prepared for this blog to go totally unread. In fact, I am almost completely expecting it to go unread, as I currently have no plans to link this to any of my various other online profiles, nor to tell any of my friends or associates about this.

The idea of me, in essense, writing entirely to myself has just given me a mental picture of some little twelve year old girl keeping some kind of secret diary. As I kid, I presumed everyone except me kept some kind of record of their inner most thoughts and feelings. I always wanted in, but I was always too lazy to pick up a pen (something which seems to have stuck with me...).

Rather than childhood crushs and bitching about siblings, this blog's content is most likely going to be a random collection of my thoughts, writings and complains. If I ever actually get round to buying a digital camera, I may even stick some pictures up, so who knows what wonders might yet grace these pages...

Interruption over.

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