Blogging

So, as to be expected, this first post will be all gushing prose on how I've finally gotten around to joining my peers in expelling all of my innermost thoughts into the "blogosphere", and generally hoping that other people are going to give two shits about what I think. Hell, I've been spouting off on various messageboards and forums for years, I guess at least here it's entirely up to other people whether they read it or not.

So, why now?

Well, as you didn't ask, I've just moved up to Liverpool, living in "the North" for the first time in my life, and jobwise, am basically starting right from the beginning all over again, for the umpteenth time. Hopefully this one will stick.
So why the hell not catalogue some of the things I think, do, want, whatever? Even if no-one else reads it, it might at least help me remember my life as it goes.

I have a dreadfully selective memory, you see.

I know an awful lot of useless junk about pop-culture. Not quite as useless as it is for some, as I've made it my career to some extent, but certainly not as important as remembering your second girlfriend's name, maybe.
Which I don't. I only remember the first because she was called Regina.

All of that fascinating trivia has essentially pushed around, oooh, I reckon about 50-80% of the details of my past out of my head, or at least so far deep into my unconcious memory that you wouldn't be able to extract it without serious digging.

In fact, I only remember the names of less than half of the ladies with who I shared any sort of romantic dalliance. I remember all of them, just not their names.
I don't remember the names of any of the people I shared houses with in London. Apart from my friend Toby. But he's my best friend, and he only texted me five minutes ago, so that would be extraordinarily shit.

Essentially my brain's like the history page in your browser. If I think about it, it refreshes, if I don't, eventually it's just gone. Which is kind of a shame, 'cos some of the stuff I've forgotten was rather great. I did a lot of cool things when I lived in Bath during my early twenties, but I've forgotten an awful lot of them. I did some terrible things too, and they vanished quicker than the good things, but I'd still like to have remembered them.

So, hence, blog.

Don't worry, not everything will be all about me. I'm egotistical enough (hell, if you aren't, why blog?), but I shall be commeenting and reviewing as well. Okay, there will be a lot about me, but if you don't like it, don't read it.
I'm sure you won't.