bloggery- euw!

well, thanks everyone for your comments. I have a
funny feeling now I have entered the blog world, like
there is something slightly sordid about it. It feels
a bit like being caught masturbating by a stranger- we
know everybody does it, but something about actually
being seen to do it feels wrong. And something about
doing it in Debenham's window feels, well, even
wronger. But, as I explained to the store detective, I
just had to know. Why does a man climb Everest?
because it's there... and if you're anything like me,
so you can masturbate on top of it...

I think I just decided not to share this blog with
family members...

And it feels equally uneasy putting out your odd
thoughts to be digested by goodness knows who. We all
have those strange thoughts like 'who's better, God or
Jesus?', 'I wonder, if I piled up all the bits I've ever
eaten off my body, just how big it would be... and how
sick would I feel looking at it?' and 'if I posted a
helium balloon, would the post office have to pay me,
because one pays by weight?' (thanks to Darren for
that one) but it's not something most of us like to
mention. It's just not British...