don't you hate it when...

...you have friends that are so incredibly enthusiastic about stuff they love that its contagious? that are so brimming with ideas and energy they are able to get you involved in things way beyond your comfort zone, and in the process have you commit to something you would never have otherwise done (outside of some whimsical fantasy anyway)? *

and steaming forward, fuelled by this rubbed-off momentum the idea seems incredible! fantastic! full of potential! easy! and off you go, stimulated, inspired and then...

post? post what? oh dear. and now, alone, you're confronted with the awesome but disabling infinity of possibilities, topics, opinions, pictures....and the need to be brilliant. its got to be really good, right? nothing short of unbelievably bloody awesome! its got to get people linking! its got to make everyone go WOW! its got to be - - (its got to be finished before 5)

and just as suddenly you find yourself rendered mute, totally incapable of any remotely erudite thought, unable to even string together a single coherent sentence for your debut on this remote sidetrack on the outer limits of the bloggosphere. first impressions last, the saying goes. ohmigod have i totally f***ed it up already?

gettagrip dude, no-one's gonna see it anyway. shuddup and just post something, dammit.

so, uh, hello world! you don't really know me all that well yet, but maybe you should...

mre
x

*(truth is, i don't hate that at all - i wish i had sh*tloads of those friends!)