Why are we here?

I’ve just read some blog posts by a friend of mine on a different but similar site to this, and it made me realise that although I have so many accounts with different social networking sites, I’m not sure that I ever really say anything.  I tweet, and I update daily, but what can you really convey in such a short space, with so few words?  I guess it depends on how you use them.

I used to Livejournal, but now I spend a lot of time sitting in front of the TV on the computer, accomplishing nothing and dreaming of the way that I would like things to be without taking steps to make it happen.

Maybe this time it will be different.  Maybe if I write regularly I’ll take action.  Maybe if I speak about it, I’ll tell her how I feel or maybe I’ll move on.  Something has to happen because if it doesn’t I feel like I may implode.

Emotional retardation aside, it may just inspire me to be more creative or more open in the real world.


Once more the UK has been hit with snow.  It’s cold, wet, pretty, and IIMG_8570 love it.  Ideally it would enable me to take a day off work and play in it, but you can’t always get what you want (as well I know).  An initial heavy snow was topped off the following day with a lighter coating, and despite my plans to stay home,  I made it into work as the main roads were clear, and the only really hazardous spot was on St John’s Road.  The weekend was cold and the snow stayed.  It was starting to thaw out by today, but then it snowed again on the way home from work and was cold enough to be settling on the road and the car as I drove.  Tomorrow may well be an adventure.