So it seems that, once again, I am incapable of keeping a diary, despite having a life that does in fact have enough happening in it that I could write in here every day, and that I seem to be perfectly capable of wasting my time pootling around doing not much, when there are actually a multitude of things I could be doing. Wow, big sentence much?

( So yeah, the last time I wrote anything on here was back in June, which seems so long ago Its actually scary... )