Going Snowboarding

So i'm going snowboarding tomorrow. Wow! How wanky does that sounds. Makes it sound like i do it all the time. That's definitely not the case. Have been twice before. Sure, one time was in Norway and that makes me an instant champ.

Have been looking forward to the trip for a while now. This is unusual for me. Normally when i have something exciting like this coming up i barely think about it till i'm in the car/bus/plane. Things aren't going so well at work at the minute, so having this trip to look forward to has been a saving grace.

Its brought up some weird acts on my behalf. Firstly, I made a list yesterday of what i need to take. Secondly, I had purchased everything i need for the trip by a couple of days ago. Thirdly, I've been checking the snow report every day. Finally, and this is the weirdest act, i am already packed.

For the normal joe blow (clearly this isn't how you spell joe blow, but in the wise words of my sister - oh well), these are normal actions when one has an exciting trip coming up, but for me and my "she'll be right mate, i'll worry about it tomorrow" personality, these actions are totally unlike me.

Let me give you some examples from my 6 week, around the world trip i went on last yr to explain:

I started packing at 11pm the night before we were departing. Which resulted in me forgetting a few things and packing two shoes (that's two shoes, not two pairs of shoes) that look similar but are different and are for the same foot.
We went straight to Norway (in the middle of their winter) and I didn't buy a ski jacket until the 2nd week of the trip.

So these changes in me are possibly a result of me getting a bit older and wiser, or my girlfriend's organisational skills rubbing off, but i think its mainly due to me having this trip as one of the only interesting things to occupy my mind at the minute. Not sure i like the new me all that much, was much more fun flying by the seat of my pants.

I Blog therefore I am

So i decided to do a blog (well "ner-der" pretty obvious as here we are). Not sure what prompted me to do it. Was it the little voices in my head? my deep seeded need to publish my thoughts? My having something that had to be said to the masses? nah, mainly i was just bored.

Y'day I spent the best part of the afternoon wikipedia-ing (what is the verb for using wiki? is it wikiing, sounds like a cricket term, as in: I was wikiing last match and i took three catches) "blogs" in an attempt to find the best blog to use.

At first I was trying to find the most popular blog forum, but this seemed futile. As much as I tried googling (i'm not sure i'm super pumped about all these new internet words that are popping up, i think i'm ok with them, just need a bit of time is all - man i'm starting to sound old) different forms of "most popular blog" I just couldn't determine the "most popular blog".

Next I thought I'll google the word "blog" and use the first blog type that comes up. The first one up "happened" to be "Blogger". I 66/99 the word "happened" - because Blogger is Google's own blog site (stupid point i know, because we if you're reading this then you're on Blogger and you probably well aware of this, but at the time it was news to me). I quickly got over the initial thought of "Big brother is trying to trick me into picking this Blog" because i was wearing thin of the idea of searching for the right blog (patience in these matters is not something i'm overly renown for). Also I have a mate Darren who uses this site, so i thought bugger it and tried to start an account.

Then got to the point where you name your site. For reasons i will explain in a subsequent entry i really wanted to call my site "Fisho". Of course, "Fisho" was taken. This lead me on a personal vendetta to find out who stole MY name (wow! I'm starting to sound like Lola from Charlie and Lola fame, which is gonna happen from time to time when you've got a two year old). It was some dude that had not used his site for 4 years. Surely there are time limits on these things, like on Hotmail. Anyways, I digress (which i intend to be a theme of my blog).

Once I got over that (i found i was doing a lot of compromising for this blog, and to that point had been given nothing in return) I decided to push ahead with a slight variation. Then came time to write my first entry.

This is the part i'd thought the longest and hardest about. Firstly I wanted to decide what sort of a blog i was going to write. Most of the good ones that people actually read are themed towards something in particular. And I tried to think of something that i care about enough to want to write about often and keep interesting. So that idea got canned. I figure for you to be able to maintain something like that you need to be fanatical, or it needs to be based on your job, or you need to be well involved in it in some other way. And I figure no one wants to read about being a Business Analyst nor my exploits of playing sub-divvy-12 footy or cricket on a consistent basis, so that left me with just making it a random thoughts page.

With that in mind, out go any aspirations of being read my squillions. Pretty sure that was never on the cards anyways.