I'm truly amazed at the power of blog.

I'm a tad... screwed in the head. Thanks to my fucked up childhood I both crave sociability and fear it just as much.

I used to ache for people to actually listen to me and, shockingly, like me, but was terrified about the consequences.

Other kids dream about doing things for fame, for power, for excitement or for money. I figured if I did something cool like save a life or have a great job then... well, maybe somebody would be my friend...

Which is where blog comes in, this place is easy, it's fairly anonymous and people don't actually have to meet me, they only have to comment when they want... no pressure...

If you'd asked me a year and a half ago, maybe less, I'd have never contemplated doing a blogmeet...

...now I find myself thinking if I won the lottery and didn't have to work I could travel round more and meet people more often, it sucks big time to be in an outpost of the UK, far away from seemingly all other bloggers.

Course, the old me is there, pointing out nobody would want a meet but he's not going anywhere other than the dark side of my brain for the near future :))

Sometimes, when it's me, my lappie and some electronic words it really doesn't feel enough.

Blah, blah, blah, another naff inward looking post and I used up my pervert joke... Move along, nothing more to see here...