A fresh-faced fresh start!

The first time I started this blog, I made about two posts in it's whole two-year history. Not minimalist, just pure laziness! However, I've decided that I'm going to change that. I'm going to makeg a regular weekly post every Sunday, at least. I may make more, for example if something interesting happens in my life that I must share with the internet, but if not there should at least be one every week. Not that anyone cares, since I think I had about three readers before? I highly doubt the masses will be screaming at me for more, but you never know. Someone might have a slightly more boring life than mine! Oh well, musn't grumble! :)

My main reason for restarting this entire operation is to partly keep my writing hand in; with all the things I'm involved in lately I haven't had much of a chance to write regularly, so hopefully this will help with that. Also the myriad of thoughts currently circulating the pink organ science calls my brain are starting to drive me a little mad, so if all goes to plan this will make sure I don't end up dancing naked on top of a bus screaming "Good heavens there goes my lemon collection." Yes, I'm probably insane already, so it's probably a lost cause, but worth a try!

There are three thoughts that I'm pondering at the moment. One, it is very, very, very cold. It feels like my testicles have shrunk to the size of marbles. Easily rectified with another pair of pants, but still - very cold! Second, my V for Vendetta poster keeps falling down. I put it back up everytime, but it falls off at least once everyday...I'm blaming the government, that seems to be the trend these days. It's probably a massive conspiracy, targetted at radical free-thinking minds like mine. Bastards. Though it might just be shitty blu-tac combined with gravity. Who knows. Besides, as Bill Bailey tells us, gravity may be a CIA plot to keep us on earth. Scary stuff eh? Finally, I watched a bit of news the other day (yep, I'm that cool) and saw Gordon Brown and his wife on it. Now, political opinions aside, what is she doing with him? I mean, she's middle-aged sure, but she's definitely far more attractive than him. My theory is that he's amazing at sex. It's the only way.

Well, thank you for listening, that was rather long wasn't it? I do apologise. Here is a lovely thought to end with: Mr Kipling certainly does make exceedingly good cakes.

~ Toby