I don't think I've had a month as quiet as this one for blogging, and here I am with a few moments spare whilst the veg roast and T'Other cooks his fish and I have absolutely no idea what to write about. My mind is a blank slate.
With any luck, it'll stay that way. Tis Sunday, after all.
Hm, oh wait, I know what…
Had a great afternoon yesterday – whilst everyone who was anyone was at Global Voices, me, Tara and Rachel were at a bar at London Bridge getting really very tipsy indeed. I only just met Tara and Rachel at Les Blogs, although I've come across both of their blogs before. We just had a great time, talking about blogging and, well, god knows what other stuff.
Actually, T'Other knows, because he turned up with a minidisk and a big fuckoff mic, and recorded it. I believe that some of the material thus captured was not, well… worksafe. I am not sure what's going to happen to it. I'm open to bribes.
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