I'm just not good at diaries

I never have been. I start them and for a few weeks make regular entries before ending with lots of blank pages. Kind of like the way that I deal with plants, really.

This came to mind tonight because I realised that I had stuff I meant to post about, but now that I am in front of the mac I have no idea what it was.

It's quite annoying. I may have to start writing more things down, like an old lady. Writing post-it notes to myself.