Recently had a look at some of my old writings and discovered that there was quite a bit of unfinished business to attend to, which I've neglected for really quite a while. It's kind of pathetic that I haven't done any real writing for so long. I should be working, working every day but I don't. Most days I can't even think of anything but it's time to get back on it, after a fairly lengthy fallow period. Well I've had other things to think about, work and relationships, uni and such. But there is really no excuse, no excuse at all.