I keep thinking "What’s the harm if I take a week off blogging?" Well, nothing in the real world. But I quite like doing this, it gives me something to try to think about, and I know if I let myself off one time… well, slippery slope to abandonment.
This email, writing it out, almost feels like work. Yes, I blog by email. That’s why I never format it, or put links in. A picture, like the one a few weeks ago, is EFFORT and TIME.
This is my life: I lost my umbrella. The next day it pisses with rain.
That makes me sound a bit pessimistic. I’m not, actually. I’m rather an optimist, and I just keep looking around on my bus into work, hoping that this will be the one that I left it on and it’ll still be there, wedged down the side of a seat. Not seen it yet, but here’s hoping!
I’d like to mention that the exact circumstance which I anticipated when I said I wouldn’t comment on Big Brother when it was fresh has come to pass. I reckon my early post would have said that Rex was great and I liked him. Hooboy, imagine that! I wouldn’t have used the words "Pointy-headed bellend" at any point! Madness and folly.
Here endeth the lesson.