Bandwagonesque
I was feeling left out! Everyone else is doing it (again), so why shouldn't I? I'm talking about blogging, of course. I used to have one back in 2003/4, ended it just over a year ago... when I got the girl. Of course... it's when all awesome stories should end. In fact, it's how ALL stories should end, awesome or not, but never did for yours truly, till then.

So yeah, got the girl, ended the book. Blog. Even if it was basically a 'warts and all' diary in content and effect. I went back to writing in a diary, as I had done happily for seven and a half years prior to then. But now, I've realised I do really crave the near-instant gratification you get from seeing people respond to your daily musings and doings. You just don't get that with a diary; until you're dead. And er, that's just not so instant in the gratification stakes. I did have this other blog for a while, into which I spewed forth bile about my old job. Well, not the job per se, but the customers mostly. Demons, some of them were. You can see it here...

Ignore the last couple of entries, scroll down for the good stuff.

Blah, I'm just copying my girlfriend in starting a blog in addition to a paper and pencil diary. And this entry REALLY is just so I can see what colours everything is popping up in. But I might as well use it to say something important... like, um, about, um, Star Wars or something. Oooh. Got it. Tariqa was saying the other day that to some people, our relationship must've seemed like something out of a Mills & Boon (hey, I wouldn't know, I've never read one, I'm all man, *grunt*). Cause like, we met years ago, then almost had something but didn't, then didn't speak for ages, then started hanging out again, then decided to give in to the powerful, er, powers of the force and shack up, then leave town, and live happily ever after, as far as people in our old town, Hamilton, could tell. I was like, 'hmmm, I suppose...' She then said we're now living in the time after the book has finished, or at best, an epilogue. I didn't like the sound of this... so proposed instead we are merely in the lull between episodes, and the events of this seemingly smooth period in time will be recounted in the blue-worded blurb that flies across space at the beginning of the next book/movie worthy epoch in our lives...

She said I shouldn't try and relate EVERYTHING to Star Wars. I think my mum said the same thing to me when I was nine, but about the Commodore 64. But hey, I suppose I shouldn't mind being compared favourably with a Mills & Boon hero. Those guys on the covers always have awesome abs. You can tell, cause they've always got their shirts unbuttoned for some reason. Perhaps because they have awesome abs?

Well, I'm done for now. Ooh ooh, listen to my songs. Or die.