Been thinking, and remembering (sic) to post this…
Another reason for this blog to exist: I forget almost everything – I mean it. I have difficulty remembering what I’m doing moment to moment on a frequent basis. My desk at work is usually covered by bits of paper I’ve scribbled on, it looks like big-bird (For those who can remember that far back) made out of post-it-notes – without them I would probably just sit there all day trying to remember what I was doing, and drool.
Sometimes I wonder if there is something wrong with my memory, but I am getting on a bit now – I’m 40!
We’ll have to wait and see if I forget more shit, more frequently, depending on if I can remember the things I’ve just forgotten to remember. Erk. That’s where this blog comes in, or at least another function of the existing blog. It’s a memory bank. It’s my memory bank, some of which I’ve chosen to be accessible by almost everyone.
If you read the blog and don’t have a login (Which you probably won’t, unless you’re the one person who knows me most in life or death, then you do), then you’ll have figured out there are gaps, and details are missing. For my own reasons, some posts are hidden from the great, unwashed masses. So there. Another reason, set on verbose.