Firstly...

Conor's blog has got to be in my top three favourite things on the internet.
Secondly, I just read the start of my last blog post, and I've realised something. This may sound very odd, but it made me think about my current little issue, and I'm so glad of it. Simply because of how small an issue it is in perspective of this year. I feel like I've sort of got a (tense for toe-curlingly cringe-worthy phrase) fresh start. Nine be damned, I wish I had a better phrase than 'fresh start' - I'm not starting from scratch. I'm not gonna get too much into this. Instead I'm going to [probably] very irritatingly talk about my little problem without divulging any specific information about it.

For the above reason, you can feel free to skip this next paragraph.

Grr, I know what the right thing to do is; I just don't want to do it. To do the wrong thing (no I did not just type 'the opposite to the right thing' and have to delete it) would be kind of selfish and waaay too risky. Only it's not that risky for me. I can't decide whether it's worth the risk on someone else's behalf: I'm very much biased. Wow, this must seem like utter bullshit to you. I'ma tell your past self that you don't have to read this. Holy shit that's a weird concept. It's almost as bad as the first time you see the oracle in The Matrix, with the whole vase thing. Fucking love those films.

I'm considering taking up poi and juggling again, just because it's fun. I'm actually gaining hobbies: awesome. =D

Guitaring's going well, poi/juggling being re-started, amateur free-running starting. Sun's out. Sky's clear (see Conor's blog). Fuck yeah.
Adieu.