Blog-Theory

Sometimes, i really cant be arsed to write anything in my blog.
Sometimes, i feel utterly compelled to do so.

In your life, you have a bubble of people that you talk to on a regular basis - for me these people mean either a good night out, or a chance to natter about cars, mainly cars.
But putting your nonsense thoughts on the internet is something different.

Believe it or not, the way i blog is as close to the way i talk in real life, most of the topics are the same, and i rant on exactly the way i do on here - so this isn't really a place where i spill out stuff that gets pent up through the day, its just another vent from which to communicate.

I guess i like the idea of people from all over the world, however breifly, dipping into my life without causing a ripple in the pond so to speak - if people get nosey in real life i tell them to fuck off, but on here i welcome those questions.

I currently have 8 people on my friends list of whom are not displayed on this page, 7 women and a bloke, mostly due to me leaving a silly comment on their blogs at some point but never-the-less, they have ended up here.

So out of the say, 80 or so unique visits i get each day from the interweb - at least 8 people will see that i have made a new entry and possibly read about it.

So, realistically thats quite a few people who i assume read each post from start to finish.

They might get a laugh, they might even learn something from it. Thats the coolest thing about online blogs i think. I dont think for a minute my blogs inspire anyone lol, but i try go give people a giggle with my extreme views on most things in life.

As it happens this post is a bit of a pradox, as its probably one of the least interesting entries i've ever composed, but its something i wanted to discuss.

I like to think im everything but a stereotype, as you all know i lead a pretty wild life in terms of parties and driving on the edge of a coma - but i also maintain in my eyes what is a pretty decent job for soemone of my age and background.

Compared to some people i have been with (and met) in teh past - my job is peanuts, but it does the trick for me.

Anyway, tonight i fired up the ST for the fist time in about 2 weeks and took it out for a blast round the Glen, fucking awesome, i forgot how much i actually like that car! I've been out all night, not even with any tunes on. Just flying arouns hunting for sections of road cut out of rock faces so i could satisfy my hunger for the howl of a finely tuned engine.

Creamfields is in 3 weeks, the countdown begins now. I cant wait - its going to be Epic.

Right, i'm off.
Cheers
Brendan :]