Hello

Hello, I'm Swinstead. When I set up this blog I wasn't going to use it, but now I am.

That was the short version of that explanation.

Today me and my new fangled housemates went to Meadowhall, the Sheffield based land of consumer glory. Unfortunately I didn't participate in the ritual of needless buying other than to feed myself at Greggs for the second time today.

I didn't drive there because I'm an alcoholic. Also because Lizz has a new car.

I've spent most of the last few days musing on how being freshly single for the first time in 18 months makes me remarkably horny while at the same time showing no interest in any women. After debating whether this is because I still love my ex I decided no - it's because I've fallen in love with my new XBOX 360 more than I could ever love a human being. Other than myself of course.

Here are 2 words that are spelt oddly: Lenient. Segue.

As you may have gathered by my peculiar meanderings, I really haven't decided what kind of blog this will be yet. I haven't decided much of anything else either though so it's not a big deal right now. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't know what they want to do with their lives. Or blogs.

One thing I know is this - the success of my life will not be measured by how much I have yet to complete on 43things.com.

To turn over a new leaf strikes me as an odd phrase with unfathomable etymology.

Swinstead is dead. Long live Swinstead.