You know, it’s funny. When I – sorry, when Squage – set up this blog, I was very very excited about the Australia trip.

I’ve been excited for the majority of the past month.

But the day when I’m feeling all unsure, I wrote a blog entry about it. Looking back at this blog so far makes it look as though I’m really not convinced this is a great idea.

Well, I am.

And it’s going to rock ass. I’ll be able to actually be free, wander around on my own accord, meet some amazing people, see some amazing things- and, essentially, REALLY ENJOY life for a change.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t live a life of misery, I just don’t feel that sitting in an office doing what I do for 8 hours a day is what I was put on this Earth for. I feel the need to go out there and have fun. To enjoy life. To see what I enjoy most given the opportunity.

And besides, I’ve got no ties at the moment (well, I’ve got a few but they’re not worth mentioning bar the great Homer Simpson “D’oh!” one – ah, the fashion!) so why the hell not go and do some crazy, fun stuff now?

No reason, as far as I can see. Aside from being scared. And I’m sick of letting that stop me doing something amazing.

You know, there’s a chance that I’ll hate it. I’ll be miserable and lonely. I’ll wish I’d never done something so stupid. But that’s as likely as there being an episode of Titty Titty Bang Bang that makes me smile, let alone laugh. So I’m not too worried :-)

6th November, here we come!

Strewth.