They can be very...persuasive.

A girl asked me to update my blog, which has long been languishing in the dusty recesses of the internet like a puppy whose household has grown bored of it's gallivanting antics and now just watches the TV.

Since I always do what people ask me, unless it's difficult or make have any effect on me personally, I've decided to oblige.

There's only one interesting thing in this world at the moment, other than the continued countdown to the release of Inception in the summer, and that's the election. Everyone is yelling about it, even the people who aren't going to vote because the polling station is too far away or they haven't figured out letters yet. This annoys me, considering how hard we all had to work for it. Less than 200 years ago only very richest landowners could vote, although they often persuaded to by big bags of money. Nowadays, we're the ones having our money taken admittedly, but we should still vote - if you don't, you have no right to complain about anything. You had your chance to change things, but you were just too damn lazy.

Andy-like rant aside, I was somewhat persuaded by Nick Clegg's handsinpocketastic appearance on the Tellyvision to vote for him, considering the only real choice otherwise is between the devil we do know and the devil we don't. Now that I've seen Clegg isn't the good-natured nymphomaniac he previously presented himself as, and is in fact looking pretty competent, I feel that my choice is a lot easier.

In other news, I wore a hat today. It was red.

In conclusion, impending exams are a little distracting - every second I spend posting here is a second I feel guilty for not doing work. However, a girl persuaded me to post, and I'm hoping that my combination of swarthy charm and natural eloquence conveyed in this post will blind her to the fact that it's actually just a rambling political muse tagged on to a tenuous puppy analogy.

Which is actually a pretty good synopsis of my life.