The first of many...possibly

Well hello there me. This is me. Just writing to myself as I seem to get on with myself very well. In fact everything I say to myself interests myself. Well, nearly anyway: there was that time when I went on about nice shiny ovens for about half an hour or so. Damn boring bastard; what do I care about ovens? I ask you...

Anyway, to get to the point, I think this will serve as a, what's the word, um, forum I believe, for my thoughts. I have lots of random thoughts which I think are interesting to myself at least. But they keep getting lost in the ether. Drifting off like really light things cos no one is paying them any attention any more. Poor things. But no more! They shall be stapled down into blogspot and preserved for eternity. What an odd thought. Long after I past into the ground they shall remain of an extant nature. Unless the staple wounds kill them.

It's nearly my bedtime. Early night for a change. There have been lots of late nights lately due to the Sziget festival in Budapest. God-fecking festivaltastic! It was at that festival (or perhaps Prague beforehand) that it was decided that this would exist when I got back. And as a result of the hols, I have many things that I would like to document on this. On Bob. As I've just decided to call it. Bob is very nice blog. Very amenable.

Bob will serve me well. My backlog of thoughts that I would like not to ever disappear is about yay big (waves hands about randomly). This being the first day back from hols is a good start for me. Although I have a thousand of other things to do so who knows if this will continue on such prompt form. I certainly don't. Maybe Bob does, in his infinite genius. I'll ask him sometime.

I'd really like a curry now actually. But I can't as I'm going to bed. Bugger.