I really enjoy having a blog, it’s one of the funniest things ever.

I seem to post at random times, about random things. I’m sorry for the unpredictable schedule and output, but then again I’m not the New York Times, so I don’t really care.

[Here's something interesting, why didn't I use a British newspaper as an example?]

I’m not the Times so I don’t eralyl catre. Realyl casr. Really care, even. Typing!

Anyway, my favourite thing is the comments. I have total control over the content of the posts. I can put whatever I want online. But I have no control over the comments, or who reads the blog, or how they got here. I kind of want my blog to be famous, like dooce.com or something like that, but it seems that most people get to my site after googling “Carol Vorderman”. Not quite the readership I was expecting, but there you go. This is what comes of posting so sporadically.

Now, as many of you will know, I have a biuvula. This means that the little fleshy punchbag thing at the back of my throat is split into two. It seems that I am not alone in this, as I fairly regularly get comments on the post I made about this. Again, this is not something I was expecting when I started out this blog. I thought people would come to read about my worldview, my thoughts on things like Truth, Beauty, Goodness. But then I am not the Dalai Lama. Alas, no, they come to gaze at the little deformity that hangs at the back of my mouth. Maybe I should give it a name. Or maybe I should give each separate part a different name. One’s called Dalai, the other Lama. But then I’d have a Buddhist biuvula, and who would want that?

But anyway, I like having a blog. Mainly because, I think, I enjoy typing so much. It’s a nice way to think. Quicker, and less messy than writing. If you want to write about something confidential, you can (password protect disk images on the Mac OS). Also, your handwriting is always so lovely! I have great handwriting anyway, but there’s something about fonts that makes reading what you’ve written seem so … noble.

Anyway, this post is something of a comeback post. Ha ha! How many times have I written that here. I want to get back in the habit of posting regularly on this blog. I miss writing. I find it so therapeautic. Therapeutic. Look at that, my spelling is going already. (This is something I have noticed of late, incidentally. Quite disturbing.)

So anyway, welcome back to my blog. Keep coming back :)