and so the story goes....

The original date for this post was the 29th December 2007.

Now that ain't a good thing.
For a start, it shows just how bad I am at keeping track of things. Secondly, it shows how bad I am at following through with things.
Right now, after having browsed every news thread for that date I can't even begin to think what it was that inspired the title.

A part of me thinks it may have been gun related.
Another part thinks it might've been Afghanistan related.
There is also another smaller part that thinks it might be girl related.

What story?
I have always refered to people's perception of themselves and their lives as their "story" and I do have vague memories of something happening around December last year that would've prompted a post about my own story.
But is that it?
Did a single simple missed phone call deserve a post?
As I sit here, have read the headlines for things that happened on on before the date, I can't but think what a waste of time this would've been if it was the only reason for the post; a sodding phone call. From a girl.
How much more shallow, empty and pathetic can you get?

Of course, this being purely for my own satisfaction, I am allowed a little self indulgence once in a while; much like how the countless little Fiat 500s and Puntos offset the occasional Ferrari Scuderia's excesses.
Yeah, right...

I can claim to be many things but if something like a missed phone call did spur me to think about making a post, what does that say about me?
I'm not entirely sure I like the answer to that one.
But if it's important to me, then where's the harm, right?
Part of this thing is for me to represent myself, good or bad and only by letting it flow without censor would I be able to look back at an honest representation of me at that moment in time.
I'll admit that I am far from being uncensored here but I am trying.
Maybe next time, I'll use some actual names.



Titled: 5th December 2007
Published: 13th October 2008