Well then. Blogging. Here we go…
It occurred to me in a random thought, that I have lots of random thoughts and that I forget most of them. It also occurred to me that this was probably a good thing since most of my thoughts are utter rubbish. It then occurred to my ego that some of my thoughts might be wonderful and insightful and magnificent. “They should be recorded, perferably as binary data and emblazoned for all to behold” it said, egotistically. If only there was some kind computerised diary technology that would do just that. It then occurred to my emo (my ego’s nemesis) that people might read my thoughts and think them tosh. “But what if someone reads your stupid thoughts and thinks you’re an idiot? You should use a fake name.” it said, disparagingly. My ego wasn’t happy, there was a short argument, a fake name was devised, a blog account created.
