Oo, colours!

Having once again drifted off to that most unreal of places we call the real world and in doing so neglecting my little bloggette, I thought it was about time I put some words down (up?). Logging in while I thought about what to moan about I found myself confronted with choices and templates and opportunities for prettyness. Not that I'd be interested in such trifling things you understand.
So anyway, forty seven minutes later and I've made it orange. Whoop!

Willfull Neglect

It has been pointed out that since selling my soul to Facebook I’ve somewhat neglected my blog. While true, it’s unfair to blame my new mistress for this neglect and rather the banality of my recent existence. Work is as unfulfilling as I have come to expect and I can see history repeating itself as the ‘path of least resistance’ is currently being weeded and a nice fence erected along it’s edging. The end result being of course that those that do will now do more and those that don’t will continue to feed their fat faces and knock off early to play golf.

Is this thing on?

So I used to have a little website and periodically post my thoughts and comments for anyone who stumbled across it. Work and family commitments, as well as frequent ISP changes, meant that went the way of the Dodo. Of course now everybody does something similar under this "blog" malarky. Thinking that it might be nice to have a little rant once in a while again, the ever so nice Mr Phil directed me here. Seems straight forward enough, so let's see how we go.