I agree with Avril Lavigne

You know, when the people who run avril-lavigne.com get around to making the next list of her top 100 fans, I may not be on it... In fact, I'm pretty sure I'm not even in the top 1000...

But, when she says "Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated" you just have to agree...

No, this is not a post about Avril Lavigne - I just realised that I'm popping up on irishblogs.ie now - and they lift the first couple of lines to draw your attention... So, it's a cheap device to get your attention, Sorry, there will be no further Avril Lavigne references - so if that's what you were hoping for - post an angry comment and get the hell out of here...

Oh and there won't be any Rick references either - although, in fairness he did post a picture of two wasps shaggin' today, which is up there with one of the weirdest things I've ever seen...

Now, what was i saying?

Oh yes, I'm wrestling with a document, if I were a native American in a Kevin Costner movie, that would be my new name "Wrestles with Documents"... I'd probably be the village accountant or something... Unfortunately the wrestling so far has not actually extended to writing the damn thing... I'm bouncing it around my head - and getting nowhere...

I know, I just need to sit down and write it - and listening to the Prodigy's greatest hits - which I am at the moment, is hardly going to help... They were great though

I've always had this process when I had to write something, I kind of mentally assemble elements I need, then sort of put them in a saucepan and literally visualise them on a back burner... Then when I need to write it - at the last minute - it just sort of appears...

I hope that's what will happen this time..

I do admire those who spend hours crafting and polishing blog entries... really putting together clear and coherent thoughts... and there are two blogs I'd recommend for just that kind of thing...

Thinking out Loud

and

Just One Bite

much better writing then my half baked ramblings... Enjoy... Now I'm off to dance around the room to "Smack My Bitch Up" and start this damn document...