Come on...

By which I mean: 'come on adoring blog followers, and follow my blog; come on, complete strangers who stumble to this page and begin to care about my daily doings.  I don't even have daily doings!  Look at me!  Look at what I've done to myself!  I'm just a shambles sitting at home, doing nothing, and then trying to make paragraphs out of it.  It's like being sick when you haven't eaten anything.  Admittedly, Claire just said she'd join my blog becuase it was so good, but the point still stands.  I mean, I'm not going to stop blogging, it's habitual, and something you pledge allegiance to against all odds.  It's a journey, one of hoplessness and despair, and the destination of which is shrouded in a fog of doubt and confusiong, but it's journey none the less, and I'm glad to have you two with me.  I hope one day people will read that and laugh, becuase of how hugely many people follow me, so that I can become a symbol of hope, if only for it's own sake and no other purpose.  Besides, if a war or something cool happens, I'll be like the next Anne Frank, only not a girl, and probably not even writing about anything historically relevant.  Well, problem solved.  I guess there is some strange purpose to this blogging game, but yet a part of me still feels I strung even that to give me something to write about.  Oh the vicious circles!

Long paragraph.  Anyways, today I went to Harlow climbing wall, but it was a monday afternoon, and I had no harness, so I pretty much just sat alone in a bouldering room about twice the size of a portaloo and pretended I could climb a V3 for two hours.  It was all a bit eerie, but mostly just boring.

But, just now, I went to Jonny Lovell's birthday, which involved no main course and twice the desert, cracking mental jokes with blokey blokes, and best of all, Jonny himself dancing to the phantom of the opera for about five minutes straight.  He's an inspiration.

As pessimistic a note as it is to end on, I just had a dire thought.  What if no one can be bothered?  What if nobody is even reading my questions and comments on nobody reading this.  Oh well.  I shall leave my mark in history.  Yes, the blogging scene is definetely for me.