Feb 23 2009

Going Analogue

Published by at 2:26 pm under Blog

My laptop’s touchpad seems to have developed a mind of its own today. So, before I wander down to the stationery shop to pick up a little USB mouse, I’m going analogue to put my thoughts down on paper.


Today, I’m thinking about the amazing weekend at the Irish Blog Awards in cork and all the wonderful people I met; I’m thinking about my blog’s future; I’m thinking about culch.ie. I’m wondering about things like trust and friendship and the importance of honesty. I’m ruminating on sex and relationships and the power of attraction (don’t worry Lottie, it’s the power of attraction towards you that I’m thinking about). I’m also considering getting dressed and going for a wander. I’m trying to put together a plan for my day…then my week…then my year and my life.


So, not too much on my mind today at all.



6 responses so far

6 Responses to “Going Analogue”

  1. English Mumon 23 Feb 2009 at 3:12 pm

    Hmmm, am having a very similar day. Obviously without the attraction to Lottie, that’d just be weird…

  2. Joon 23 Feb 2009 at 3:23 pm

    No, I’m quite attracted to Lottie too. You didn’t see her on the bouncy Twister.

    Big thoughts today, eh, Darren? May clarity of mind be yours.

  3. Keironon 23 Feb 2009 at 4:07 pm

    I could do with a day like this – just to work out where I’m going!

    Obviously I wouldn’t be considering the Irish Blog Awards or Lottie though!

  4. Lottieon 23 Feb 2009 at 8:57 pm

    @EM & Kieron- Pity!

    @Jo – Yea baby!

  5. emeron 23 Feb 2009 at 10:23 pm

    Hi Darren, it was lovely to meet you and do some hanging out yesterday. I admire your day of rumination and planning. Perhaps I’ll have a similar one tomorrow. For the minute I’m employing all the reality avoidance tactics I can get my hands on – like adding everyone from the blog awards to my reader. Anyways, just saying hey, good luck with the anablogging!

  6. Sinéadon 24 Feb 2009 at 12:38 am

    Trust, friendship and the importance of honesty – alright then, it was my hand. I’m sorry. If you know what I mean.

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