Work in Progress

So I did the blog-round. It was meant to kick me back into those happy days of inspiration and awareness and opinions when I'd fill notebook after notebook, napkin after napkin with my words.
It didnt. Sort of.
I realised the reason I dont blog as much as I wish i could, is because I'm too scared of making the blogs uber personal. But then I realised I have my whole life on gaudy display on facebook, so why not?
So, right into it.
Things have changed. Courtesy their various blogs, A's said it, B's said it xyz's said it. So seeing as im a bandwagon climber I'm saying it as well.
I feel like saying something deep, but we all get tired of deep from time to time now, don't we? So, since I'm more known and remembered for my superficiality than my philosophical insights into life, maybe I'll talk about something along those lines. Like Paris Hilton's new show which left me craving the intellectual stimulation of ANTM (America's Next Top Model). Or maybe how I'm really falling for the Cardy Ugg boots, or how I'm STILL in love with the Dior gladiator pumps.
Hang on, maybe I could write an indepth (but not too indepth to preserve the superficiality of this fine writer) article on how cooking isn't that hard really, if you can get bother. Ooh... or I could talk about my holiday in lovely Czech, replete with biodegradable shampoo, cats, organic strawberries and holba.
But the point is, my darling reader if you're still with me, the point is...
ooh... i think i have one - the point is the general randomity that is me... which i translate to my blog. ok, not really. For those who know where I am while I write this blog, my current incoherence should be understandable.
Maybe I'll publish a post on my life right now. Hmm.. sounds self-indulgent enough for my taste...