Beginnings. OR If the power goes again, i'm going to burn all of the batteries in the house in disgust

Right since this is about the 8th time i've started this bloody thing because of endless power cuts, it's going to be short but sweet.... nah make that short but bitter, with a hint of parsley, heavy showers to the east working their way gradually southwards towards the ground.

I had a livejournal, it rapidly died - i couldn't be bothered, and next to nothing happened anyway. I'm only really getting an account on here because i want to comment on a friend's blog, and it might be useful to keep people up-to-date about my trip with alex... we might co-author that time, but that's not until february. In the meantime, you're stuck with a blog about a gap year that hasn't been all that interesting so far.

For the last few weeks i've been in wales working for my grandfather... fairly dull but relaxing, not much has happened (except LOST OHDEARLORD if anyone's a fan, this wednesday's one is probably the least missable thing in the history of everything). Computers appear to be taking over my life a bit, and this is definitely not a good thing. Although admittedly there isn't much choice at this very moment in time, i'm going to start actively avoiding them.

In the future, I might be reduced to topical newsey stuff at times, or more likely not updating. But i'll try.

Now to go and read a book by a candle before the bloody power goes again. mmmmm... rural wales.