It feels more blag than blog. If I could just get the blog in the bag then it wouldn’t be a blag. So I’ll begin. Bugger. I’ve bitten off more than I can bite. Its all a bit ball busting. And it gets depressing checking the blog realising that I no longer exist, except for when I wrote this. I just end up sounding like a big bag of bollocks. If the Blog is the reality of my life, then I must be virtual reality. Shit! I blog therefore I am.