Love me, Hate me, Read me

I’ve been wondering if it is possible for me to start blogging again the way I used to.

There were several mitigating factors surrounding why my posts became more and more mundane, and then gradually stopped altogether.

The demise of 20six.co.uk (well, not so much demise as complete and utter change, which is to be feared) certainly did play a large part. It was like finding out that your boyfriend waxes his chest using your hot wax kit, or that you don’t fancy him anymore once he shaves his mohawk off – slightly disturbing and certainly superficial but incontrovertibly not for you. Everyone who used to be a 20sixer drifted. And that made me very sad. It just wasn’t the same anymore damn it all to Hell*stamps foot*

I guess there was also the personal stuff in my life too; I realise that I’d obviously been using my blog as a form of therapy and also for entertainment, recreation, excitement and validation. Mostly validation. At some point in 2006 the need for actual therapy took over, and seeing Alice at The Rock Clinic every week for 18 months removed a lot of the need to blog. Incidentally, how cool is the name “The Rock Clinic”? It’s more to do with “having a rock in stormy weather” type of thing, but it still made me grin.

Anyway. I know that good things do come to an end and that this is not always a bad thing. Sometimes goodbye is the only way. And to be frank, I met many good people and made some friends who will be, I beleive, with me for life. It's definately time for a reunion!

And I plan to start updating this blog on a more regular, if not daily basis, because I remember the feeling of having an anecdote to share and experiencing something where one of my first reactions was to want to blog about it, and I want that back.