don't get me started on titles...

Okay, Dominic just pointed out that the title of this thing seems a bit deep and profound, and has wondered if I am asking a philosophical question.

I AM NOT ASKING A PHILOSOPHICAL QUESTION. I HATE PHILOSOPHY. I GOT A U IN MY AS EXAM.

Nor was I trying to be deep or profound, I was just venting, I think. It's kind of a long and uninspiring story, but I guess that’s what these blog things are for?

See on my ipod you used to just be able to make a playlist, and it would name it for you, but the other day Itunes was updated and now when I make a new playlist on my ipod a little box gets all in my grill, telling me to name it. So even if you don't really want to, thank you very much sir, you still have to type something in.

Anyway that was fine but then later on, I uploaded some photos onto my computer and put them in a file, and that wanted a name too, and obviously it has always been that way, but that day I noticed it and annoyed me very much more than it should have done.

But THEN, that very same day, I had to create this blog and an account etc, and it seemed like every other bloody box was asking me to name something, and so I got all angry cause I couldn't think of any more bloody names and I just wrote 'Why does everything have to have a name?', and now I understand that I look like a douche but I can't seem to change it, so that’s how it’s going to stay, comprende? Cool.

Bonjour, Angleterre...

So, I'm not really sure how to start this, but I think I'm going to go for a bit of background information, if you will.

I was at a friend's house the other night and we decided to make a few bets. I won't go into too much detail, but basically, I'm pretty unorganised and forgetful sometimes, so my thing is having to write a regular-ish blog for the next six months. Or five months or something. I don't remember. So, on reflection, they're pretty pathetic as far as bets go, but I said I would and I can't really afford to lose twenty quid, what with not having it and all.
Even if I feel like a bit of a prat.

Peace out.