CyberScribe has a list of suggestions for those of us who suffer from a lack of gorm inspiration. He suggests using them as a starting point.
Instead, I’ll just use them as both a beginning and an end. Because I’m lazy like that.
- If I weren’t talking to you right now I’d be…
- Reading; I’m currently getting over a very bad book by re-reading a very good one. And if I wasn’t reading I’d probably be sitting content in the knowledge that Chelsea ain’t doing no quadruple. Which pleases me no end.
- I wish people would take more notice of…
- Their civil liberties flying out the door as they’re distracted by shiny things. Yes, Ms Trellis (of The Glebe, Orpington), that was your right to a fair trial by jury disappearing as you watched Pop Idol. And yes, that was your right to free protest vanishing to the tune of Ken Livingstone’s free concerts in Trafalgar Square. And if you just look carefully, you may see your right to silence; you missed it being stolen because you were too caught up in Cool Britannia.
- The most surprising thing that happened to me was…
- Hmm, I can’t really think of anything surprising. I mean, I’m surprised at a fair few things that happen to me; getting employed, for one. Actually having relationships being another. Not forgetting to breathe; things like that. But just because I’m surprised by something doesn’t mean that that thing is worthy of causing surprise. Just that I’m easily surprised.
- A common misperception of me is…
- Well… My age. Shocking as it would appear, a lot of people seem to get it wrong. Nelly, amazingly, once mentioned that she thought I was in my mid thirties. And people in various workplaces have been know to be off by many years. And some doormen/counter staff are still IDing me. For information, at the time of writing this, I’m 25.
- I am not a politician but…
- Some very silly people have suggested that I could try to be. Of course, there are two very good reasons not to: a) I’d be useless and b) I’d have to hate myself considerably, because I hate politicians considerably.
- I’m good at…
- Rambling. In fact, I just saw an old HIGNFY with Michael Gambon on it, and I was struck by how obvious it is that he stole his converstional style from me. Of course, people say that his is better, just because he’s some famous actor type…
- I’m very bad at…
- More things than I’d be comfortable listing here. So I’ll mention one and move on: I can’t do any kind of self-appraisal.
- The ideal night out is…
- Good food, great company and a decent whiskey.
- In moments of weakness…
- I have to put down the world. But don’t worry, I’ll be carrying the weight of it again fairly quickly. Woe is me, etc.
- In another life I’d have been…
- Able to sit still long enough to learn the piano properly.
Now then, wasn’t that fun!
You could always carry out a weekly review what you’ve written above to check your sanity as a blogger.
I already get someone on the NHS to do it for me
Oh, you don’t want to go trusting the NHS with such serious things. Sure you’d probably end up with MRSA.
Don’t talk about the NHS. I’ve an appointment with a solicitor involving them tomorrow and have discovered a few interesting facts online relating to what I’ll be discussing with the solicitor. Unfortunately I can’t blog about them. I’m finding a few things that I’d love to blog about I can’t, they’d make great news stories.I might have to stop reading my e-mails and checking my stats to take a break from them. I’ve had a thought recently ‘Are there many undercover journalists who are blogging and using blogging to get stories?’