It's my sister's 17th birthday today. Happy Birthday Irial!! I have two sisters, well, technically half sisters, but since two halves make a whole let's just split the difference.

As you can tell, I am not necessarily entirely of this planet today. But I did hear today of at least one person who reads my blog and even enjoys it, so I must continue and with renewed vigour, following a week of thinking, why bother. The really weird thing about blogs is (a) why does it matter whether anyone is reading it or not and (b) if it doesn't matter, then why does it bother me not knowing if anyone reads it? and also (c) why DOES anyone write a blog? In my case it was partly to give vent to all the thoughts that churn around with nowhere to go, but recently I've decided to stop having thoughts, and also, so much of what I think about would compromise my job or the people I meet if I actually wrote about it. Well, that's assuming of course, that anyone reads it. Oh dear, we're back to square one.

I read an academic paper today on which two of the authors were called Squares. Really. As in S Squares and D Squares. Hilarious. I hope they haven't named any of their children after mathematical equations.

Meanwhile, my sister, my lovely glamorous sister, is shown in the picture above. Ain't she gorgeous?