Discoveries of the week: 

• Crystal Reports and horse manure have several traits in common

• I do not really like drinking all that much

• Other people’s relationships can be just as fucked up as mine generally are

• If I keep changing my life everytime I change my mind, I will never have one

I think I’ve realised why blogs are whiny streaks of birdshit on the windscreen of the internet. I swore to myself when I started this thing that it would never contain an expression of emotion, but the temptation to break that rule is pretty strong. It was pointed out to me recently that anyone who writes something on a public forum must desire it to be read, despite any vehement denials to the contrary. Perhaps I am just looking for attention.

I suppose the answer to that one is “so fucking what?