An out of date update.

So, the last 3 posts have been sat on my computer for over a year and were scribbled in my diary for roughly 7 months before that.  Why so long?  Well it is certainly true that the longer you leave things the harder it is to pick them up again (ice cream on a hot day springs to mind) but I am going to lay the blame squarely at the feet of the event that coincided with the the start of this mammoth chasm in writing.  Yup, meeting a woman just seems to get in the way of getting stuff done and the fact is; in the 18 months odd I’ve been with Hayley I’ve written little more than a postcard.  I’m sure she won’t appreciate me blaming her, especially as she’s told me to to crack on with the writing on numerous occasions, but I feel justified in my my tarring for the following reasons;
It is in the job description as someone’s partner that you must shoulder and accept the other person’s complete lack of logical thinking over any matter particularly one that involves something being your fault.  Arguing against such thinking does not serve you well as it only propagates further irrational brain activity.  Hayley, along with anyone who’s ever been in a relationship will be forced to agree with this (whether she actually agrees or simply abides to point one as described).
Women are a distraction.  This is twice as true when they are making a point of not being distracting.
Anyway, as long as we’re clear that the lack of writing was in no way my fault or due in any part to a procrastinating character. Sweet.
So, it’s New Years (see it’s not, it’s taken me a month to type this scrawl up!) and I’m making a resolution to finish off everything I’ve started.  Sounds simple but it would be better described as self torture - this is going to take ages!  The most over due thing on my list is 14 years out of date!  Anyhoo, this rather optimistic and some would say foolish venture starts off with finishing my blog and a dozen other ideas that are presently comprised of incomprehensible scribblings on assorted bits of paper.
I figure I’ve got about 20 more posts to finish of my rants and ramblings about my time in Asia.  They may not interest anyone now they’re well past being current but it should at least provide me with something to look back at in the dark future where I’m either chained to a desk or ruminating over my choice in fawn knitwear.