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Kergraan has been most bogusly neglected by Rosie and myself for quite an extensive period of time.

In fairness we have been busy. There's been art, exams and coursework at college and free time has been taken up with various creative activities, including, to a large extent, Cakebomb. With the creation of Cakebomb what was our primary blog has now become our secondary website, Kergraan is suffering... the way pet guinea pigs do when you get a puppy for Christmas...

But here I am, sitting in my living room with my TV distracting me - Please let there be a power cut - and the true story is I missed my guinea pig. I was reading a friend's blog and decided it had been too long.

As usual I have come to my living room, to this computer, to my long starved blog, with nothing much to say. I find blogging difficult. The one I just read talked about expanding boundaries; how what was once a private thing between a person and their diary has moved into a completely different realm and I must admit it makes me uncomfortable. How much can I say without people thinking I'm some kind of freak? What is going to be considered by the outside world as genuine and what as pretentious bull-hocky? If boundaries can be pushed, boundaries can be broken and I don't wanna stumble through a plywood wall - I'll get splinters.

Me being me these fears are, likely, illogical. I have gone as far "personal-wise" as I am ever likely to go and I know people who are far more pretentious than I could ever expect to be. But these worries will dog me, I will continue to be apprehensive as I plough into a world that I don't technically understand. But I will continue to read and write blogs and try my best (or at least a little) to time share between Kergraan and Cakebomb.

As for my worries? There is nothing I can do about them. Ask anyone, I am, unfortunately, a sucker for anxiety.