Sometimes I write about subjects. Usually I just write about stuff.
It's the end of the month already and of course I've completely failed to make a regular thing of keeping uo this blog. Typical. Usual reasons, nothing to write really and a difficulty in remembering the thing actually exists. Also typimg on an phone, ass, pain in the. Here's a picture.
Already. Really just popping in to say... that stuff, you know the things I was really going to do this year? Well I never really wrote down a list or even decided exactly what it would all be but, I think I've done some of it. That includes writing on this blog "more regularly" and I'm already writing for the second time this year after six days. If you're wondering if that's the entire reason for this post's existence well yes it is. So there's one. And a bit of some others too. So not bad so far. Ask me in a week though.
And Happy New Year. It's 2019, the very early part of it and it's this very early part of the year when one is all determined that this will be the year where you do stuff. That can be stuff in general or a particular thing that is a subset of said stuff. In my case it's both, I totally intend to do stuff this year and lots of it, all the while knowing deep down that I won't, at least not all of it or as much of it as I'd like. Still, one intends. The particular thing I intend (but deep down think I won't really) to do is this, write, here on this blog. Just at all, or more. Really it's not that much of a resolution you'd think I should be able to manage it. Pitiful. *shakes head at self*.
Here is me, during last night's/this morning's revelries.
