I came across a comment about blogs on the net, though typically in my confusted nighttime ramblings on the web I can't remember where. It's that writing blogs is like writing a book in chalk on a pavement. I think the idea is that you shouldn'g have any expectation of developing a readership, but rather do it for your own benefit.
I quite enjoyed at first sorting out incidents from my life by commiting them to (virtual) paper, to be honest I did get a bit of a kick out of it at first which I think is the reason I've concentrated on sex.
I suppose anybody reading this is going to get an image of me as a slutty, ex soldier wanting to relive her sexual high points.. and that wouldn't be totally inaccurate I suppose. I did definitely go through an extended slutty phase, and maybe now that I've got a bit of maturity, developed a sense of introspection, and armed myself with a slightly extended (if not always solid) vocabularly it's worth while doing a bit of a sexual retrospective.
(please anybody that acutally finished school feel free to message me with corrections of grammar and spelling)
