Interlude

Erm... I've had a bit of a break, as you can probably tell. So much for having a bit of Thinking Time! As you can see, it's been almost 2 years since I last posted anything on here and in some ways, it might have been a good idea to have just started all over again on a new blog.

The thing is, I'm far too attached to this blog. Alright, so I guess most of you may ask "If you're so attached to it, why did you stop updating it for almost 2 years?" and some of you may ask "Why is Spiderman riding around outside my window on a giant pink cat whilst singing Michael Bolton songs?".

Well, in answer to the first question: I kind of lost my way a bit. At the time of writing my last post, I was back in Shropshire, totally broke and trying to find a job so that I could save up and get back to London. It was hard trying to keep my hopes up and feel inspired to actually write about things on my mind etc. whilst constantly applying for jobs and facing what seemed like inevitable rejection or plain ignorance in response. I kept telling myself that once I got a job, I'd get straight back into this blog and keep it going. Months elapsed as job offer after job offer failed to marterialise, until something came up. A job! At last! It was something. It was utterly shit in every shitty sense sense of the shitting word, but it was something. Did I say that it was shit?

Anyway, I stuck at it for a while, until it became evident that the management didn't have a clue how things should work and that someone, somewhere within the company was as bent and dishonest as a storm-damaged umbrella emblazoned with the words "I'll withstand any storm and I'm great value for money", or a twat, in other words. So I left, with just enough money to get back down to London to the job I loved and didn't want to leave in the first place.

That was back in September 2012. Here we are in March 2014 and I'm still in London, having a great time on the whole (as no-matter where you go in this world, you'll always encounter prize-winning fuck-buses and shitty gold-masturbating bank charges). As all this was happening, I just failed to get back to this blog, either because I've been too busy/tired, or just couldn't think of anything to say. So, here I am, hopefully back to regular updates and stuff, although I'm not quite sure what the "and stuff" will actually entail. Why did I even write that bit? Why have I not just deleted it and forgotten about it? Sod it, it's staying in.

Well, this is it. I'm back. Hello again to those of you who have been with this blog since the start or joined along the way and a really great big welcome to those of you who are joining with this post. Please feel free to have a look at my previous ramblings and maybe even share them with your friends, so long as your friends aren't just walls called Clive with faces painted on them.

Also, as annoying as these things can be, you'll notice adverts in a couple of places on the site, as I have decided to try Google AdSense. If any of the ads displayed take your fancy, please feel free to click on them, as I get a tiny bit of money for every ad that gets clicked. It won't cost you anything (unless you end up buying the lawnmower that you've always wanted) and I'll love you forever. Isn't that nice?

Finally, in answer to the second question: Stop drinking furniture polish, you demented Moose.