I've had a blog, on and off, for about ten years, and every now and again I think I shall get back into it. I always feel, as I begin, that I need somehow to justify, to myself or to the universe, WHY a blog and WHAT it is for. And there is the whole buisness of self-awareness and the conciousness that I am not really as cool in blog form or on paper as I should like to be.
Whatever. I have time on my hands, and I think I should enjoy a blog, so a blog I shall have. Here I shall chronicle the little everyday triumphs, like the secret to peeling eggs and the best recipie you'll ever find for sticky buns. Of course the internet is replete with such things, but again I say: whatever. I shall derive satisfcation, yes, I shall, until that day when I am too busy for a blog and then it shall again, I suppose, fall into disuse.
You will perhaps have noticed already that I overuse commas. I enjoy writing but I am not sure I am any good at it. I am a musician, rather poor, but very very happy. I enjoy cooking for my friends and anything crafty. Here begins the BLOG.
